Crabs & Barrels

Lyrics
Uh I'm preset put your amp on that Respect these steps so push your lamp on back Shine brighter G so go ahead and flex on that Every letter is a message put your text on that Put your rack on this I take a bottom dollar rapping Taught the math to change opinions if that fact don't stick Uh moving like my back don't itch from back stabbers Cause a scabs, cause my back don't flip word I think I got to X that shit too many wanters Feeling entitled to the next man's shit A next man was just planning to press a next man's chick Should I remember when my ex was on a next man's dick Word but you live and you learn But you can never tell if a pot was hot if you just let it burn Mixing my oil and now it's popping right now Got the assist took the rocking ain't no dropping now Swish these bigger pictures ain't not cropping them down They out my league as if they screaming no stopping them now I reach high son with my benz underground Never started pushing weight I put the grimms in the sound Moving packs within waves to shower half of the town Cause mainstream can never change how a sample get down Try harder man they can't fuck with the real Cause at the end of the day this is going to make you feel Bring the chorus in as a matter of fact don't This is the type of shit they want to hear a rapper rap on It's so it's so smooth so I use it to move That's why your shorty love my album and the things that I do It's straight silk G water through nets pounds of the cest Keeping it simple man pour out the wine bottle the stress Yea uh and this is a long ass verse You see I pop it cause I can't quench in all that thirst Lord have mercy thought to make beats at first Basement shit my brother make me heat that work The keys at first the casio will bleed and burst Burst at real repeat and keep that sealed Zip that disc zip that disc zip that disc and flip that shit And keep that lit peet that shit uh word Now that was the norm I learnt rap through high hat And got a form I spank yale learning this skill from big bro He led me to that floor and for years I drank slow Uh word and from the bottom of the bucket You can either swim or sink if you floating they gonna love this shit I mean it all depends if they hating on your ends Sayonara to them crab leg a new play begins Constructing the feel so I embrace mine Writing for women so you can take lines I question too many things at the same time Asking myself why question greatness and blame time Well next question marks the spot where my brain know Should I barely know where I came from What on a solid ground is where I'm gonna build my kingdom My life experience recollected and frame some My family dialect but like we speaking the same tongue The same tune negro spirituals that the slaves hum I'm like the first that learnt to read and write Book it and keep it a secret I chose too much shit The mike spoke loud broke sound barriers to get us out of here And soon Africa ban taught us how to fish Yea split the bread and the man set the table Understand us don't be wasteful watch your manners man We eat for life and we were thought that if it was sweet Then it's ripe remember that before you sleep at nights When the length of your journey is measured by what your Dreams are like I escape it through the beam of a light It's all natural wild berry and rain water That's a young king probably raised in the strange forest On the planet that's where I linked up with science in this small world We slowly became giants the common man one small step to Settle off from the dollar van question my thirst to those dollar cans From Arizona moment of silence I paid respect to the Knowledge I was given and the pot I had to piss in Lied for many for where my feet touch I made the globe my habitat Anything I want to do I seem to be a natural at That's as real as it got to be you administered the truth Ain't no hide and seek yeah when it comes to that essence I got the monopoly and probably doesn't get much play From me if it is not the least please just excuse I'm just Living out the prophecy I raise my fist just as high enough So I know God can see inspiration struck we discussed it over Quest production cheffing up miracles they going up for seconds good food Yeah
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Credits
- Writers
- ScienZe
- Noah Bility