Vídeo musical
Créditos
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Fabian G Lomeli
Songwriter
Letras
They tried to shelf me but they can not
I'm out of stock and I'm sold out
But my soul never sold
Prolific with approach
Nigga egging you on that's until they get poached
I lie for my love ones under oath
The justice system doing it on the daily
So the last thing you could do is look at me crazy
Fuck doing life why I can't eat no Remus
Showering in front of naked niggas every season?
Shit is for the birds and not the bees my nigga
And with my hive is where I plan to be my nigga
In the summer sun underneath some trees my nigga
And my bro Bonito got the trees my nigga
It's just me and my reflections when I exit
Times where I question the sky that I'm impressed with
I move smoothly because they do you in in traffic
That's why I stay inside the studio boom bappin'
All I'm trying to hear the homies say
"Dude snapping"
Between the bass and treble where you could catch him
The negativity be calling but I ain't accepting
It gets so tempting
But I'm trying to live my life in the right direction
And not to mention I've been stacking
Lesson since an adolescent
At times a really sunny day can get mad depressing
I brush the shit off
To the next level I'm progressing
Leave most of y'all questioning
Like check the penmanship
Went from the type to take you out and just end it quick
To telling myself "don't let you slip"
Writer(s): Fabian Lomeli
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