And another track...
There it is, pending truths, you feelin' minds, you want more of yourself
and sometimes you forget that question of yours.
It ain't about talk, it’s what backs you up when you got no way to step up.
Think about your life, you had to grind it out and take so long,
I dunno if you gonna test it, but you test everything just to see tomorrow.
And that state of yours, dunno if it’s too messed up, trapped in the trap, stripped down,
but this all comes from you, G.
Talkin’ 'bout slowing down, what do we believe, believers?
And what messes with your head, fame, drama, action, philosophy, damn.
Ain't in the mind, and that’s facts,
forget it, you gonna see the excuse that don’t make sense, I’m ridin' with you, with me stripped bare, homeboy, homie, soldier, focused, bouncing back from action!
But we out here trippin' on contradictions, in the convo I ain't talkin', deal done,
and I don't wanna talk, with me, with you, solo, homeboy, that ain't it.
What did you pull? Now you staying quiet, sitting back,
guilty, you just out here organizing, cleanin' up, washin' up.
Ain't no business, no porn, raise the horns,
dunno if I'm runnin' wild or if I’m just pissed off.
How do I say a word I don't even got? I say: I’m the plug!
And that truth of yours that comes and goes, that’s got it, ain’t got it,let it do show slow Snow
and don’t come round, don’t trip on the vision on the sky rod lot and sex a good time on May be milk way year cold
I go through the same and you step right over, ain't at the bottom, you just see your dollar signs.
Take it to the grave with you, my bad.
And in that situation of yours, what can I give you?
I just wanted a quick hit, ain't much of that star power left,
this world got frozen, got way too soft.
Ain't about shouting, sweetie, shooter, pretty, transparent view,
how did the other guy put it when he missed the vibe
Said the cold, that never forgot, the dark, it was there, alleyway, scooter, AC in the crib,study Woody way year palmer
