The Basement

I got the screw and the blunt, I got the good energize I got the Blue Face, two A's, hoo-ray, never complacent Love me, more me, for me, plus out the base, shit (yeah, yeah) Since when, good raps, made home, now out the basement Yeah, yay, Soul Took my time with this shit, turned my time into dinners Turned my soul into gold, turned my winters to winning But see this winning ain't easy, winning turned me to sinning Turned that bottle to venting, now my venting been spilling All these lyrics so soulful, turn these hoes into women But sometimes women no fun, so tell those bitches what's up And bitches turn me polygamous, now my girl, she ain't into it Say this industry changed me, could be right See she knew me from straight out the basement, now I done shapeshift Used to be gracious (look at the spaceship) Yeah, okay, okay, okay The V hit was close up, Costa La No Stress Four eyes, I'm juggling, no job, I'm saving up protons There's platinum in both sides, it happens in no time My nigga was co-pi It's lo-fi, at your spot the do' knock Okay, okay, but please don't walk into my crib Without some screw and some blunts All my hoes into jazz see Some of my women hood, but pretend to be classy I'm allergic to bullshit You can't sneak nothing passed me I got the screw and the blunt, I got the good energize I got the Blue Face, two A's, hoo-ray, never complacent Love me, more me, for me, plus out the base, shit Since when, good raps, made home, now out the basement Now everything I do is made you's break Mastered my pump fake Can't tell whether my nose went numb or the funk fake Vomit out my conscious on ya any given Sunday If you in the hurdle, you know we already won, uh Ten toes permanent to the cement My peace forever, me and my demons made an agreement And talk ours ways on clearance, but silence is still the cheapest My promises resemble a rental, I rarely keep it, uh Sleeper cell, sleeper agent, people's favorite crazy child From where violence tend to come with shots, uh, flagrant foul They want pure, are coming from the same heart they defile I'm about to- I'm about to break it down Wait, somebody knocking Okay, okay, but please don't walk into my crib Without some screw and some blunts All my hoes into jazz see Some of my women hood, but pretend to be classy I'm allergic to bullshit You can't sneak nothing passed me I got the screw and the blunt, I got the good energize I got the Blue Face, two A's, hoo-ray, never complacent Love me, more me, for me, plus out the base, shit Since when, good raps, made home, now out the basement