The Lean On

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Sadat X] Agallah and Dot X (Yea) Lean, not the drink, I done played with the kitchen sink Do they even still make Pyrex Lean, like when you askin' somebody some shit And they ain't pointin', with this vipers runnin' around E'rything around me's got to be (Come on, son!) Fuck the drink and the bills, I'm tryin' to pay bills And these hands work, we just square up The art of fightin' is knowin' how to get hit And you not foolin, I don't believe you Show me, bring me back to the old me We all been locked up and protest marchin' What are you prepared to do? If you drinkin' lean, I don't need you next to me You sacrificial, I'm official, nigga, I told you I ain't [?] Smack the shit out of you, then Back then when I had the mack 10 But if you get too close to me and I got a new baby comin' I will kill you, go for vital organs To where they play organs, Hallellujah! And grandma still might fuck with white Jesus You see where I'm goin', I don't give a fuck I seen three white boys yesterday in a pickup truck (Word, [?], Lean) [Verse 2: Agallah] Dot X, you know what time it is, man? Yo, hey yo We livin' amongst the slackers and the scallywaggers Black Lives Matter, I dodge a couple of daggers Had my fair share dealin' with those racist crackers White woman carries wishin' that they skin was blacker Children in the tub are bleached like Sammy Sosa It's a shame what some celebs'll do for exposure [?] keep his composure One of these verses'll make you write them rhymes over [?] what bodies comin' off the rap sheet I'm mad street, still ballin' like an athlete You [?] corona niggas if you ask me Plan A gotta work to fuck up Plan B How you gonna fight against what you can't see Tell 'em to wake you niggas up outta the fantasy Don't you dare Instagram challenge me! You're full of fallacies, you have the audacity Hooded up wilin' like Carmelo Anthony Murderous majesties [?] musical melodies Powerful poetries out of penitentiaries Stand up dudes like we performin' assembly (Yea!)