Lyrics

[Verse 1] Quelle Chris Watch me sing in the key of I sift through the haze of Js Blackberry sodas and Stouffer's stick to the ribs I'm older Not the same as I came, dying slow when it's over Just hope to say my goodbyes And blow an L with my soldiers Feels like I'm living in an eternal Copacabana Some still trynna get over most are terrible planners Niggas talk about mansions shit they gonna get rapping 99% of the time it ain't never gon' happen What we do this here for? Is it money or passion Is it madness or moments? Whats the worth of our actions If it happens to pop off what you investing your cash in? If you happen to drop off can you adjust or refashion Most are products of dreamin' and forgetting to wake up Now we bargain with demons For this love we can't break up You gon' get what you asked for You gon' get what comes with it You gon' reap what you sow And time to time sit where you shitted I done made my mistakes And made no mistake to admit it So if it didn't get done it's simply because I just didn't [Verse 2] Mosel Yo trynna find my way through this life's kinda hard I know the history since we're gods don't prove em wrong Let's grow, cut and dumping cigars stuff em with buds Let's blow, ritual spring upon thats very far to sow Spirituals what I'm kicking Fuck an atheist christian It's air ducts in the children And all my niggas thats listenin' All my niggas thats wishin' They could change they predicament Brainwash and conditionin' Time to bang on the system Motivate, motivate, motivate Let's elevate, spread love cuz that's what they hate uh Thats what they hate uh (thats what they hate uh) (thats what they hate uh) [Verse 3] Cavalier The final word on something that's unending I'm still deciding on who will find they name In my ending credits the mess of shit Mixed messages, the mental state My bell ringing, Jehova's Witnesses and the Adventists Even Methodists tellin' me they got salvation they sellin' I tell em they gotta wait cuz my benefits' still pending I saw a sign upon the ghetto high that read "Jesus Saves" I said "for real? then hold my spot in line" I got me some change I'm borrowin' from Peter to pay Paul When danger of not eatin' at all even creep in I be like "nah", teeth gnawing I won't sleep I saw like 13 stop and frisks this week or more I walk with my freedom papers Just to cop papers from the store They lucky I know I'm a Moor If we're poor I pay em no more attention I can afford So fuck yeah, I hustle like I'm biting through the gristle Through that abscess I can't bust And no dental if I have to If you ain't discussin' some kind of re-up or how we up You'll only smell me after I'm gone lightin' my weed up Throw a quarter in somebody cup if you got one I know a lot of homeless bodies that's not bums Pride be the shit that make you hide From what you need to remember But pride could also be when the lions get together Let's get it together yal I was grown when I came, I'll be born when I'm leavin' I don't need to give the reason They tell our stories through the seasons Hey Hey Hey Ooh