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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
ISO Indies
ISO Indies
Songwriter
Anthony Lobban
Anthony Lobban
Songwriter
Dillon Heera
Dillon Heera
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
C-Rxch
C-Rxch
Producer

Lyrics

Plotting on the majors Tryna make it from the minors Looking at what's ahead Tryna Put it all behind us To 5 star from a diner I need seats with recliners That's just a Reminder When you want The things that finer Speak it into the universe In this game ima student first Staying humble cause s was worst Play with fire & you get burnt Never take s for granted Wonder how do I manage If I never started planning It turn me into a savage Gotta take full advantage They use me to they advantage I always keep it Candid I learnt that from uncle Francis Everyday ride the transit While facing these circumstances Gotta take second Chances Get rid of all the distractions It's the law of attraction They take & give you a fraction The streets show no Compassion Police just wanna attack us Make us fear em like Factor Let's show em we not actors Hurricanes cause Disasters Leaving our islands mashed up We all looking for answers When shit just don't add up Lost my grandma to cancer So every moment I capture It's on to the next chapter On to the next saga Escaping from all the Drama & Reaching my peak Nirvana At times I sit and wonder Are we here Just to go under & When it's all Said and done Wake me up From my slumber Talking shit Like miss rudder Sometimes my mind Get clutter But when you from The gutter This Shit make you feel Outnumbered Watch the words That You udder Yeah n did I stutter Bodies drop in The summer Feeling trap like maze runner Never confuse My hunger Like Pharrell I am other Dawg I'm outta This park Ima Louisville slugger Keep my hand On the upper Don't mistake me For no sucker You don't want No smoke F a Muffler I be with the wolves Jimmy Butler Plateful of crab legs Grab a Cluster I heard ya new shit It's Lackluster My n I don't trust Ya I be flipping modes Like I'm Busta This spliff make you see a Star I'm KD at the Rucker Lights out Like ya mother use to Say Right after Supper It's A Vibe, It's A Vibe, Yeah Yeah I Never take this shit lightly I wonder how would it might Be If I never had started writing It turn me into a hype beast B that never like me Now see me & wanna write me Nothing excites me I rather be home with Wifey Been working nights For the past week Last week got mad sleep Woke up smoke me a spliff Then I'm headed to where the cash B Cash rules everything around me Bling get the money Where i from ain't a damn thing sunny Many times we wonder why Then hope that the sun will rise Like jesus upon the third day Nowadays you get lucky To see your birthday The good die in the worse way & N showing no mercy Not even up on a church day Take it back like its Thursday Police roll up & search me Thirsty to find a gun on a N Like im a Suspect Blowing s out context Killing us like its a Contest & They wonder why im stressing Some times i be reminiscing Of when i got arrested Not less then a block away From my address Cop rolled up on me With some bad breath Took me to the precinct Ran my prints for what reason Pops couldn't believe it Cause he knew i was no heathen Please believe it Yeah They found a reason tho Sometimes I sit & wonder why Are we living here just to die Gotta hustle just to stay alive & I hate to see my mama cry Work a 9 to 5 on the double Trynna stay up outta trouble Can't lie I'm going through it n Police stop me on the corner Said i smell like marijuana & I'm scared that they gon' shoot a nigga
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