[Verse 1: WoodsyBrown]
A lot of new people here claiming they coming up out of the mud
Funny enough
I couldn’t see where they was where I’m from
And I’m still in the rough
Uncut
Under pressure, from all of my mounting efforts
I’m constantly dropping jewels
And just hoping they all get swept up
No time to look back and check
Cause that’s how you miss out on checks
You just hope that you moving right and then
Reassess when you rest
Sleep being for the weak
The biggest lie that they told
Bullshit get easy to bеlieve
When you ain’t nourish your soul
If I could organizе the hood, behind one common goal
Then we’d revolt
In no time make sure that the mayor head roll
Stretch goal
As for now just trying to introduce them to my sound
If they can’t figure it out then sound it out
Use clues for context
Consistent like consonants no reason to ask why
But pivotal to process like the other 5
I get so high I live my fantasies of wanting to die
Then sober up and hatch a plan bout how we all gone thrive
[Hook: WoodsyBrown]
Dick dastardly
This bastard
He might just twist up on his
Mustache as he
Gets active
He want the static like he
Come from it
Don’t know nothing else but the struggle
You apply pressure
He gets better
This diamonds tested
[Verse 2: WoodsyBrown]
Oh shit
He switched his style up to opal
He trying to make it seem like his first effort is magnum opus
Trying to stay focused
Write a chorus keep em hooked like it’s Coke or sum (thing)
Spit bars doper than Lamar Odom on opium
Oh shit did I date myself?
Nigga I’m so cool I might date myself
Waste no hate on backwards thinking bastards know they hate themselves
Mother fuck they profit margins know generic gonna sell
Good as hell
I’m just trying to sell as well
HnC’s a luxury
So no discounts or bargain pails
The price is the price nigga
Futuristic Macintosh yeah I’m an I-Nigga
The Big Dipper full of liquor help him imbibe quicker
Hair trigger temper test it he become wig splitter
Quick to dead the bull gone head reserve you a ditch digger
But beef ain’t on his mind like he been vegan for six winters
Just focused on trying to turn my whole team into bread winners
That’s a bakers dozen of cousins coming to cause custom discomfort for anybody acting disgruntled
Right between the mortar and pestle still don’t feel pressed
Make shit spicy as the pepper that Peter put in the shed
[Chorus: WoodsyBrown]
A lot of new people here claiming they coming up out of the mud
Funny enough
I couldn’t see where they was where I’m from
And I’m still in the rough
Uncut
Under pressure, from all of my mounting efforts
I’m constantly dropping jewels
And just hoping they all get swept up
No time to look back and check
Cause that’s how you miss out on checks
You just hope that you moving right and then
Reassess when you rest
Sleep being for the weak
The biggest lie that they told
Bullshit get easy to bеlieve
When you ain’t nourish your soul
If I could organizе the hood, behind one common goal
Then we’d revolt
In no time make sure that the mayor head roll
Stretch goal
As for now just trying to introduce them to my sound
If they can’t figure it out then sound it out
Use clues for context
Consistent like consonants no reason to ask why
But pivotal to process like the other 5
I get so high I live my fantasies of wanting to die
Then sober up and hatch a plan bout how we all gone thrive
[Hook: WoodsyBrown]
Dick dastardly
This bastard
He might just twist up on his
Mustache as he
Gets active
He want the static like he
Come from it
Don’t know nothing else but the struggle
You apply pressure
He gets better
This diamonds tested
[Verse 2: WoodsyBrown]
Oh shit
He switched his style up to opal
He trying to make it seem like his first effort is magnum opus
Trying to stay focused
Write a chorus keep em hooked like it’s Coke or sum (thing)
Spit bars doper than Lamar Odom on opium
Oh shit did I date myself?
Nigga I’m so cool I might date myself
Waste no hate on backwards thinking bastards know they hate themselves
Mother fuck they profit margins know generic gonna sell
Good as hell
I’m just trying to sell as well
HnC’s a luxury
So no discounts or bargain pails
The price is the price nigga
Futuristic Macintosh yeah I’m an I-Nigga
The Big Dipper full of liquor help him imbibe quicker
Hair trigger temper test it he become wig splitter
Quick to dead the bull gone head reserve you a ditch digger
But beef ain’t on his mind like he been vegan for six winters
Just focused on trying to turn my whole team into bread winners
That’s a bakers dozen of cousins coming to cause custom discomfort for anybody acting disgruntled
Right between the mortar and pestle still don’t feel pressed
Make shit spicy as the pepper that Peter put in the shed
[Chorus: WoodsyBrown]
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