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‘Dedicated’
Intro/Hook(x1):
((Dedicated, got a bomb in my palm, I'ma detonate it
Got a spot ~up~ top, been designated
Once ya' boy get on, we gon' celebrate it
They say I'll never make it))
Verse 1:
This hard work ain't just for me, it's for mine an' mine especially
Day in an' day out, music grind, refine my specialty
The dream never dies, jealous eyes get a penalty
Sight, might an' heart lost thinkin' that they killin' me
Waltzin' wit' the enemy an' steppin' on toes
Success be the remedy, a gateway exposed
Whoever ain't feelin' me, crime scene tape
That fuckshit is deaded, gettin' love is my escape
Try to just show you light, virtues I gained from life
Corrective, I point you right, to a path wit' minor strife
'Cause you can't avoid pain, that's essential to ya' growth
Unity is beneficial, instrumental to us both
Thirty-two, still goin', most say I should quit
It's a young folks' game? What the fuck type a shit–
Is y'all fools smokin'? Y'all fools jokin'
En— countered obstructions, but my stride ain't broken
Yeah, I keep steppin', big truckin' like a F-250
N.F.E. like a fresh new 50
Yeah– dude's gritty, style ain't pretty
Matter fact it's real ugly, but ya boy still litty
Hook(x2)
Verse 2:
Squeezin' aqua out a penny, make a waterfall– I can do it
All about the music, when I'm hot, I hop to it
Get ya' blood up out a diamond, ain't no makin' me suffer
No– sweats bein' broken, PRIZZY only get tougher
Fell out of love wit' this shit once, now I'm back in
Hugged up wit' it, ya' bitch– just relaxin'
You feel my passion from initial interacshen/interaction
Ain't a hairstylist, but ya' head I put the tracks in
Got it sewed-up, on-point, thickly threaded
Call me Eggplant Schnitzel 'cause I'm gonna get breaded
I— want that scrilla, you know where I'm headed, yo
For that Gorgonzola, I will slash you like a Reddit post
All them insecure-ass thoughts get shredded most
You be thinkin' he'll be down for long, instead he boast
Heh… yeah, I'm back focused, feelin' good about it
This season we hold our own nuts, tell the hood about it
{-} Hop the fuck up off my dick, no bandwagon shit
T-bone the turnip truck 'fore you fall off
Vehicular manslaughter, my drive got road rage
Determined to make it happen, fuck old age
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‘The Reason’
Verse 1:
From the roota to the toota, routine an' the reason
Li'l buddy here we go, new journey, just breezin'
{-} I bring you closer to observe, hope it's pleasin'
This be how I operate: loaded, cocked an' squeezin'
{-} I been hankerin', thirstin', eager for my increase
Always roll dolo, but it feels like I'm ten deep
Guess it's 'cause I have so many facets
Flows got curves like the hips on Angie Bassett
So what's love got to do wit' it? E'rythang
Admiration go a long way, that very thang
I be prayin' for, cryin' 'bout an' grumblin'
I put time into my art— me no mumblin'
{-} Don't do no mafioso, trap mumbo jumbo
Just remain centered, stand tall like Mutombo
Even when they on my case like Columbo
I still write— damn the odds like I'm Trumbo
Hook(x1):
Follow me, come along, group up or come alone
From the darkest abyss, to heavens where sun is shone
Exclusive on the bars –for which son is known
Museum of my mind, exhibits that set the tone
From my rage to despair, lethargy an' flair
For me? No limits, take my skills anywhere
In bliss, but aware, {-} never lose sight
About speakin' my heart, only reason I write
Verse 2:
If the– sun don't shine, guarantee I'm still vivid
If the– moon don't show, I will still be luminous
If you– gimme the world, I will still be livid
No– reprieve for my soul, all I do is fuss
An' that can be hard to tolerate, rants an' rambles
Bitterness an' obsession from a mind in shambles
Much– disarray, barely know which-a-way
Fuck it— flip the fuck out, Eddie, pick a day
Gon' 'head, scare 'em off, make 'em sick an' annoyed
Buckle from anxiety, sink quick in the void
Better– if they detest you an' quickly avoid
E'ry message or call, now you densely paranoid
Wonderin' if they held that– loathin' from jump
Possibly they found pity, saw you as a chump
Pro'lly why they never, ever, ever act right
Fuck it, let it out, on all those who backbite
Hook(x1)
Verse 3:
You put my heart in a vice, then squeezed 'til it's pulverized
Made me cry tears, now the pieces are emulsified
Snatched the breath from my lungs, had me lookin' dumb
{-} Now who is there to run to when the cookie crumbs?
The ball been in my court, but I got rookie thumbs
Wish I had-a been the one to make your cookie thrum
Say I got that gaslight, so your cookie shunned
All a nigga advances, got me lookin' stunned
(Wanna put) Black lives that matter in your beautiful womb
Toil hard, labor fruit of the +loom+
Now all +fates+ have changed, notarized by Clotho and Lachesis
Apologies just a part of my thesis
We apart but I'm beastin', found my confidence again
Thought I'd never ever see it, felt like dust in the wind (In the wind)
{-} Maybe that's the reason why you drifted far away
Got me in my feelin's, tryna tell 'em amscray
Hook(x1)
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‘Don't Want It’
Hook A(x2):
I would've did any~thang that ya' wanted
But now that's a loss from– changin' ya' story
Caught up in all yo'– ways, been confronted
Used to love havin' my time of day, now you don't want it (You don't want it all)
Verse 1:
You plus I, forever, could've been somethin' special
Goin' the distance wit' love nobody else could measure
Since 2010, you've been noted as on another level
Who knew after ten years you'd become the Devil
The pot is at it again, I gotta be the kettle
Fuckin' drivin' me mad, you mean to test my mettle
Said you was down to ride, thought you would be my better
Half— instead you showed ya' ass an' broke up the tether
I'm– up here cryin' out my eyes e'ry mornin'
Ya'– words just disturbin' my mind, see I feel haunted
Ya'– hit me wit'– so many lies, girl I'm so daunted
Wish I– could go– back into time when I was wanted
'Stead I'm– on my last leg, pain in my body
Wit' my– brain screamin' ya' name, girl I'm so sorry
I– often get down on my knees, do heavy prayin'
Askin' God just to open ya' heart, I need a way in
Hook A(x2)
Verse 2:
You call me narcissist, I see my darts done missed
Feel like, what parts is this? Used to be hearts in bliss
But you? Oh, you, you, you– just fuckin' gave up
Glass half-empty or full, I need to change cups
Stuck on these hang-ups— you so fuckin' beautiful
Re-examinin' me, like what'd I fuckin' do to you
Ya' mom say she in my corner, so I feel like Rocky
Maybe you'll come waltzin' back, should I be so cocky?
I mean… you used to love me intensely
We were– stuck in a cycle, I ain't talkin' no ten-speed
Give anything to have us back, I mean us all intact
I mean, before the time of mortem, see us all in black
I see us solvin' that, I see us crawlin' back
Fightin' for what we had, givin' our all to that
But in reality, boo? You no longer want me
You find me so disgustin', that's gon' forever haunt me
Hook B(x1):
I would've did any~thang that ya' wanted
But now that's a loss from– changin' ya' story
Caught up in all yo'– ways, been confronted
Used to love havin' my time of day, now you don't want it (You don't want it all)
((I would've did any~thang…))
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