Prod. By P.U.D.G.E.
"What do you do everyday? What you do everyday, you know, that's what you're about. That's what you're on. I think. These thoughts.. I do this everyday. Let me hit that one more time."
I'm trynna hold to things my momma told me
Untying from all the wrongs my poppa showed me
Shouts to the crack babies, that mean all of us
We in the trap cuz captains and officers be at war wit us
Sages in these streets of rage, housing mean that people caged,
we prosper via proxy oxy moronic,
even the prophets need a decent wage,
'for the Milo hit the mouths of babes
I know a missle silo settin aim, at a house of clay
My bodega ahki greet me like "yo" we both the same
He used to keep a picture of him like 8, holdin an AK
no frame from your Crate and Barrel
the riddle from the sphinx is how can you escape from the arrow
wit the lasso if you only walk the straight and narrow
Could travel Soul plane's flight plan to a City of los angelese
The lamb could never go ham
but jammed Barmitzvahs at the hammerstein
I'm a worldly man it seems
from Lemonade EP
released September 23, 2015
prod. by P.U.D.G.E.
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