Kredity
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
cheech okezie
Songwriter
Texty
**** be peepin and keep the shit on the low
I mean
If it ain’t for a minute I can’t fuck wit it
Never forgetting
The feeling of pain in my chest I want all the smoke
They takin me for a joke
I outta choke these ****
Bitches pilots driving the boat
Keep me some flower to tote
Pass the corona ya aroma give me feelings to poke
I been alone
A loner sit in circles thinking bout hurt
Never question what’s real
Roll me up a spliff I’m always thinking of shit
Get to settling the closest people will switch
No time for timing out the time expectancy quick
Man I even seen the fam turn to people we miss
This what the fall did
The life we all live
No 100 percenters
Our all we all give
Fakin the wave
Finger motions is making them wave
John Quinones
We miss the point cause kids faking the play
Talk is cheap
But **** spark the heat when cats say anything
Backwards how these **** act words
Try to be real these **** actors
Iron Man
Try to be steel
Spark to feel cause the pills poppin all of the real
Holmes
Can’t give em props when they borrow the skill
Great Debators
Question the pen
And gotta Thank Me Later
Paper chasing
We chasing paper
Tryna prove to haters
But haters gone hate
The hate us
Don’t no one escape
Take the ladder
That’s the only escape
**** be peepin and keep the shit on the low
I mean
If it ain’t for a minute I can’t fuck wit it
Never forgetting
The feeling of pain in my chest I want all the smoke
They takin me for a joke
I outta choke these ****
Bitches pilots driving the boat
Keep me some flower to tote
Pass the corona ya aroma give me feelings to poke
I been alone
A loner sit in circles thinking bout hurt
Never question what’s real
So many double takes
Cartiers my newest prescriptions
In tries to double faith
I took a leap and nearly lost my face
Thoughts impulsive
Those type of actions coulda caught a case
Multiple motives
Get to wetin skin like tall bottles lotions
Always zoning out I get caught in the motions
Sensors
Capturing the body like motions was sent
Moses was sent
I keep a stick
In case motions is sensed
Rawing me your bitch until motions is less
Know the notions
Getting consent without glasses of potions
Keep it on the low don’t want no one to notice
**** be peepin and keep the shit on the low
I mean
If it ain’t for a minute I can’t fuck wit it
Never forgetting
The feeling of pain in my chest I want all the smoke
They takin me for a joke
Written by: cheech okezie