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Yo I've been hitting backwoods chilling all smiles And I'll be popping bottle caps I did it all styles I'd hate to say I'm basic but I chill I'm not wild Yeah Okay my voice got modulation I'm straight facts with this shit But bro it's really hella basic Just some tracks get a kick I'll have you know I never autotune Like all you niggas like to do I really just don't fucks with whack And that's why I throw shots at you but fuck it Back to the track I'm back in all black But there's no need to watch your back it's only beats I attack It's only fiends I attract It's only Gs in my circle It's only steez on my tracks and golden weed in my lap I fuck with seeds though Never really thought that mine would grow so I figured I'd just take the passing days slow I did a lot but nothing really stuck bro no (No no) Man I be seeing way too much (Too much too much) Man I be seeing way too much Man I be seeing way too much Man I be seeing way I be seeing way I be seeing way too much I don't really wanna see no more I don't really wanna be no more I don't need nothing more I'm straight I'll do my things at my own pace It's all just A to B bro It don't need to be a race They leaving us behind And soon we gonna be erased (Eh ah) I chill in pools of shallow water while I'm watching the rain The pools are never filling like a model watching her weight It takes a special kinda person not to break Tryna annotate their facts, faiths and fate We all shook niggas dead and tryna rush the gate If lady luck dropped 50k I'd never take the bait I'd rather take some extra time and make my own damn cake I'll charge you niggas full price When all my shit was fake You sitting there in silence finna deny it But your whole fit been snaked Your whole clip been wasted Your girl ass being tasted Got a dick in hand looking fucking sad like you Mia I liked my honeys black and yellow Since before Wiz Khalifa I'll make a hundred billion Rand And bro I'll still cop Vans If someone tells me they're a fan then bro I'll still make tracks It's simple shit Why us youngins tryna make things clap Young homie popped a xan And then he made his gun go skrratt We don't need no violence We just need some raps and stacks We need deeper loving Also we should pay less tax Discard straps We need I fuck with seeds though Never really thought that mine would grow so I figured I'd just take the passing days slow I did a lot but nothing really stuck bro no (No no) Man I be seeing way too much (Too much too much) Man I be seeing way too much Man I be seeing way too much Man I be seeing way I be seeing way I be seeing way too much
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- Duration
- 02:58
- Key
- 11
- Tempo
- 86 BPM