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Back porch parlay with the squad n'em We got all the smoke, now He don't want that problem Truth that make you choke, now Miss me with the nonsense They keep calling me conscious I just use my conscience Constant Reminder when I see her, I I can't let the freedom stop That darkness that I bring, the light Like every lines a kilowatt Kilogram Cee Lo Green See no star Piling up I'm wildin' out Surrounded by the wave I'm on the island now Isn't it ironic? I got em hooked on phonics And my momma used to think It was just chronic, it was all bad Now she see a G standing tall Like the all caps is on With the truth and tree Fuck what y'all cats is on I mean y'all cats is on bullshit Yeah I'm calm in confession to the preacher in the pulpit Test me I pray everyday that the Lords bless me Come test me Please test my patience, yeah Test my patience Either on your own accord, or it's coming from the Lord Test my patience Either on your own accord, or it's coming from the Lord Test my patience Either on your own accord, or it's coming from the Lord Test my patience Young mothafuckas on the scene Whatchu thought it was? Spittin' out this knowledge But I never went to college, cuz Never giving up until I move this product And I get a lot of buzz, yeah I got a lot of boys A lot of blunts A lot to stunt I ain't doing that til I'm runnin' front Your girl, she runnin' train And I ain't out there totin' guns I'm just tokin' tons So me and Mick, we roll it up All the finest shit, THC got me feelin' fucked 3 Dutches and a Wood in this bitch And it's lit, and I'm asking you, what do you think? Got the Trees and Truth Down it with The Waters Waves be surrounding us, too Stay grounded my dude, but I'm lifted They probably notice that we rip shit, misfits They probably notice that we run tings, it's business I'm just looking out for my family You think I give a fuck 'bout the state of my sanity? Test me Yeah I'm calm in confession to the preacher in the pulpit Test me I pray everyday that the Lords bless me Come test me Please test my patience, yeah Test my patience Either on your own accord, or it's coming from the Lord Test my patience Either on your own accord, or it's coming from the Lord Test my patience
Writer(s): Conor Brisard Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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