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24seven
02:20
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Ayo
I'd like to take a moment to make atonement
For all the homies who keep it pushing without condolence
Or make opponents of good people, be so soulless
I hope these notes and quotes cope with tropes and be your solace
I can pave the way but can't control what toll is
Bank and build a bridge but that's where the trolls live
I'm going to Goldilocks the game so y'all can eat some porridge
Bridge the gap so y'all can peep what chords is
Maybe make some more just to strike a chord and you sing the chorus
Range is powerful mighty morphing it's fucking gorgeous
Give two fucks what a critic think
Your two cents in my piggy bank
Rappers ain't buy beats from me before I blew that's a big mistake
Now I'm running the price up
Got to cop a crib own real estate
Crucifix so iced up don't know if I'm a see pearly gates
Nowadays just to buy stuff got to put someone in an early grave
Burning holes in my pocket just to worry about what I earn and make
Probably why I'm always high, roll it up, let it circulate
Pass along then grab the bong, light it up, percolate
This is for music not to be famous
Chop up the sample, get that shit banging
This is for music not to be famous
Chop up the sample, get that shit banging
This is for music not to be famous
Twenty Four Seven
Chop up the sample, get that shit banging
Twenty Four Seven
This is for music not to be famous
Twenty Four Seven
Chop up the sample, get that shit banging
Twenty Four Seven
2022 Awoke from a nightmare
A cold stench cling to the night air
Your plight, no light or sight there
Somehow you see the powers that be don't fight fair
So what do we do besides see through the lies?
Let's go for a ride passenger side
We could make like the sun in the morning and rise
Blinding my eyes I'm a smoke and get high
Twenty Four Seven
Twenty Four Seven
Twenty Four Seven
Twenty Four Seven
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Sipping on the Rémy and I'm sipping on the Henny
Getting fucked up with the homies and we pulling up to Denny's
We just trying to make a penny
Take her panties in the coupe
Always rolling in a group
Yeah you know I always swoop
Pull up on Granola and you know we hop up in the booth
Yeah you know I’m handsome
Yeah you know I’m cute
Yeah I’m bout I’m bout my money
Yeah I got my loot
Looking at some lasers
Just to watch my paper
Yeah I got a fresh fade I’m already tapered
Icy with the polo jacket probably irrelevant
Old girl had some bad brain she ain’t that intelligent
5 bitches in a coupe
15 in a limousine
Fourteen seater everybody down for anything
Down for anything, oops I mean Hennything
I'm about my money but you niggas moving funny
Keep a close circle 'cause you niggas really dummy
Always stay stapped 'cause I'm always in my bag
In the studio don't know how to act
Trying to build my future
Trying to get that 100k
Smoking spliffs on a Summer day
Colorado where I stay
Riding around the city and I'm dirty in my new whip
Check my passenger, you going to notice that's a new bitch
You ain't never seen her
She mean like Regina
Bruja like Sabrina
Pussy cyclone like Katrina go dumb, motherfucker before I put you on a t-shirt
Shit ain't sweet I still serve it like a dessert
All I ever need a fucking beat with some reverb
All I fucking got is my homies and an e-girl
Smoking on this reefer
Light liquor burning my chest like I just drank some ether
Bitch eat my wood like a fucking beaver
All my jewelry iced out, need a fucking freezer
Cold hearted, I'm a different creature
Just talking on the beat, y'all the choir, I'm the preacher
Always getting stronger, never getting weaker
Run this shit, just got some new vintage sneakers
This the shit y'all going to be playing through your speakers
Ain't heard of us do some fucking research
These similes instilled in me
Ain’t none these killers grilling me
Desperate rappers stealing beats
'Cause They hit hard like gorilla beef
Hard feelings if you ain’t for real, my g
Lord willing I got everything in my artillery
My chain still swinging
My hoes still banging
5% tint out the sunroof hangin
Granola the one who made it
Granola the one who okayed it
Shawty sucked me off that don’t mean that we be dating
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3. |
New Era (ft. Zaniac)
03:19
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Yeah
People always ask me why I don't wear designer
I say because the devil wears Prada
Trying to get me to sell my soul but came away with nada
I'm my opps worst fear, they call me Baba Yaga, Boogeyman
Cashing these checks getting to these dollars
They call me big baller
Hit you with this force like Luke Skywalker
Your mind I want to conquer
My mind is stronger
These beats I slaughter
Don't want to end up a martyr
Want to earn a billion like Sean Carter
Getting this money you got to think smarter not harder
Find the right partner whether it's romantic or business
In this game of life it's survival of the fittest
Diamonds shining like the lights on Christmas
Them bitches Shining
Monopoly man I'm chasing that bag like it's my fitness
I say that with God as my witness
To everybody who did me wrong don't ask for forgiveness
Y'all dead to me, I'm digging ditches
Bitch
Dripping like I'm sitting in a sauna
I'm still cruising in my Honda
Hit ya back mañana if I want to
Vintage garms on my arms I don't need designer
Granola should be sponsored by FentySkin Rihanna
Im a roll one in my brown new era
God damn I've been holy for forever
Im a smoke one this a brown new era
Got my homies with me we going to do whatever
Number one goal this year is making six figures
Anybody who gets in my way I'm going to leave disfigured
Been networking, gaining connections, my name starting to become familiar
New era, new year, new opportunities
On to something better and bigger
I never thought you'd give me a reason to do this
Cane and Abel, Jesus and Judas
Ceasar and Brutus, I see intruders
On and off the court I've always been known as a shooter
We on the come up, y'all going to have us playing on your phones, radios, computers
Granola one of the coldest producers, we the future
Dripping like I'm sitting in a sauna
I'm still cruising in my Honda
Hit ya back mañana if I want to
Vintage garms on my arms I don't need designer
Granola should be sponsored by FentySkin Rihanna
Im a roll one in my brown new era
God damn I've been holy for forever
Im a smoke one this a brown new era
Got my homies with me we going to do whatever
I took a trip last week I didn't need a ticket
Car, plane, or train but I went some distance
In my brain I was in Spain and met a matador
Anger on his face he said he had to settle scores
Held a tight grip walking from a store
Granola in his bag thats probably a metaphor
But I could give a shit less
Flow clean like its Windex
Homie I ain't finished
I'm trying to get some big checks
Music business finessing
Making moves like it's chess
But I ain't here to distress ya
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4. |
General Mills
02:12
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Chasing mills, no General
THC my edibles
Ain't no mid, I'm minimal
These hoes all on my Genitals
I'm growing and incredibles
My peak going to be impeccable
Need to get my money right
At least my craft respectable
Shining like my rims is
All my tastes be expensive
Savings need extending
Can't expect it in an instance
My team it need more members but I need to know intentions
Keen about your senses can't be wrapped up in forensics
Straight up out of Nature Valley
Got to get my kicks right
In the mix collecting some checks right
Peeping on my style
Why you got to bite?
Ain't no Lucky Charms
Ain't no Trix right
Laid back like recliners
Sneaks don't need shining
Beats in G minor
Reap me vagina
Sweet like treats kinda
Rearrange her insides like interior designers
I've been grinding for some years looks like they just found out
Thought that I was bumping then but what's up now?
Do this shit forever moving to a bigger scale
All these going to be classics they ain't never going stale
Straight up out of Nature Valley
Got to get my kicks right
In the mix collecting some checks right
Peeping on my style
Why you got to bite?
Ain't no Lucky Charms
Ain't no Trix right
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5. |
Poetic (ft. Zaniac)
02:13
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I'm still searching on the path that I'm headed beyond
Asking what is life to a king and what is death to a pawn
I've been thinking about converting to islam
Getting a closer connection with Allah
Hopefully find peace reading the Quran
Make my way up to the Gate of the Gods in Babylon
'Cause sometimes I be feeling like Saddam when he sent bombs at Iran
Every action has its pros and cons
I ain't going for the bronze I'm going for that gold
'Cause greatness is in my genetic
Boundaries I had to set it
Had to cut some people off but I don't regret it
Just trying to live my life poetic
Life poetic, life life poetic
Life life poetic, life poetic
Life poetic, life life poetic
Life life poetic, life poetic
Go and get it, so poetic
Flow is silly where my fetti
Bout to blow and snow confetti
Life a movie this the ending
Shoot a film, then I edit
Roll the names where my credit
Grab my pen I'm a poet
Chop a beat rap up on it
I won't be my own opponent
Life got so many components
All these nights they sleep up on us
You feel a way keep these condolence
Rap a record so relaxed that you could have your feet up on it
If the game is outlawed our dawgs is all going to Al Capone it
Albums that were wrote with
Our thumbs green and growing
Outcomes never phony
My songs so real man how can I regret it
Hear it in a record think I'm living life poetic
Life poetic, life life poetic
Life life poetic, life poetic
Life poetic, life life poetic
Life life poetic, life poetic
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6. |
Dopefiend
02:54
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Yeah yeah
Before I lay me down to sleep I pray I awake a new man
Radiating confidence and got my life in two hands
Tap into a frequency and accentuate a few bands
This shit I love, actually the rap game Hue Grant
Before I blow up and get all the shit that I'm deserving
Let me slow and breath and realize I'm fucking nervous
My homies love me everyday they know I'm never perfect
These people don't understand their own dogs it's like they're Courage
I'm cowardly empoweredly and hourly stress
My thoughts hounding me I'm bound to see all the success
We each a piece on the chess board I studied the game
Broad give me dome then I'm dashing like Dame
I'm a dope fiend why you got to rope me in
I'm hoping hanging on a codependence
Soap for the cleanse nearly broke me when
My proceed ain't approach no Ms
Weed in my Pax need to relax yeah
Heat on the track beat in the pack, yeah
Weed in my Pax need to relax yeah
Heat on the track beat in the pack, yeah
A lot of weed ingestion
All kinds of neat inventions
Ovens with the heat convection
Feed my THC conditions
Home grown some more weed
Blow smoke from OZs
Around grade ten me and my friends became some dope fiends
Friday come we needed kush
Put together all our cash
Buy some bush behind the school from the apartments after class
Tell some shawties holler back
Got the cake I'd like to smash
After that we dash to my pad where we plan to crash
I'm a dope fiend why you got to rope me in
I'm hoping hanging on a codependence
Soap for the cleanse nearly broke me when
My proceeds ain't approach no Ms
Weed in my Pax need to relax yeah
Heat on the track beat in the pack, yeah
Weed in my Pax need to relax yeah
Heat on the track beat in the pack, yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
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7. |
Bad Company
02:50
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Bad company
Bad company
Bad company
Bad company
Bad company
Bad company
Why you on my case
Why you judging me
Homies insecure, girlfriends loving me
I'm a piece of art, ain't no touching me
Don't keep my company bad
Homies be hunting the bag
Chasing a dollar to get an Impala
A baddie and keeping it stashed
I give my company roses
Rocking when I'm focused
Locked in like my doors is
Split this blunt like Moses
Blow big smoke if you with it dawg
Don't burn yourself when you hit it dawg
Bad company
Bad company
Bad company
Bad company
Bad company
Bad company
Why you on my case
Why you judging me
Homies insecure, girlfriends loving me
I'm a piece of art, ain't no touching me
Feeling the vibe when I'm in the club
Killing the high you fucking it up
I don't want smoke if it ain't indica
Or sativa but I will not be punked
Watch how your homies be acting a fool
I cannot act like mine ain't do that to
Treating these women so respectful
But you better duck, duck if we off that goose
Uh sheesh
If my dawgs off of their leash
I ain't gotta worry about them the least
Speaking of your company
Can't say the same if you get it, capeesh
Honestly I'm a handful
Half the time I'm a damn fool
I ain't here to get canceled
I'd rather lead by example
Samples under my stanzas
Switching up what my plans is
Adamant on my stances
New demographics in mansions
Everybody want to get their money right
Who going to sell their soul for a hundred likes
Who going to get desperate when the money tight
Keep your morals it don't happen overnight
Bad company
Bad company
Bad company
Bad company
Bad company
Bad company
Why you on my case
Why you judging me
Homies insecure, girlfriends loving me
I'm a piece of art, ain't no touching me
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8. |
Sketches
03:02
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Sick with the ink pen like Peter Deligdisch
Granola been dope this is just the evidence
I ain't really worried about boosting up my relevance
They ain't got an inkling they should peep the elegance
Catch on, bangers on the setlist
Pleasing to your ears, easy on the retinas
Kept going, book another session
I been drawing my life in these sketches
Scribbling and scratching since I was sitting in them classes
Shading and I'm stippling got diligence and passion
Whatever I imagine out of nothing like it's magic
Taking something tragic to flip and make a classic
Focus on the details not roads to the masses
Life got more facets than boats in Calabasas
Know that I could be there one day 'cause I'm gassing
So I stay gunning like y'all running from attachments
Sparking up my memories some weed will make it jostle
Probably why my songs so chill never hostile
Eyes hella low, so I feel like Picasso
Noticing a plot hole and fill it like a pot hole
Sick with the ink pen like Peter Deligdisch
Granola been dope this is just the evidence
I ain't really worried about boosting up my relevance
They ain't got an inkling they should peep the elegance
Catch on, bangers on the setlist
Pleasing to your ears, easy on the retinas
Kept going, book another session
I been drawing my life in these sketches
How far will I go to dip my pen in gold?
Sharpen my pencil 'til I ain't got it no more
Artists is starving we need a harvest or something
Pay your producers instead of bargaining some
Labels be walking away with largest of sums
And nobody buy it like it was garbage or something
Doing what you love really ruin your self-worth
Flexing on the 'gram 'cause asking for help hurts
Better to keep your head down and focus your activity
This city is an entity that kills your creativity
For centuries kept it stepping like some centipedes
That shit ain't no remedy like it pretend to be
These tendencies causing all these pens to bleed
If you offending me no obscenities I'll cut you off like vasectomies
Sick with the ink pen like Peter Deligdisch
Granola been dope this is just the evidence
I ain't really worried about boosting up my relevance
They ain't got an inkling they should peep the elegance
Catch on, bangers on the setlist
Pleasing to your ears, easy on the retinas
Kept going, book another session
I been drawing my life in these sketches
I've been drawing my
I've been drawing my life babe
I've been drawing my life in these sketches
In these sketches
When the pen hit the paper
And I go where I go
That's one hell of a long, winding road
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9. |
Way Out (ft. Zaniac)
02:14
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Straight from the G-O learned from the O-Gs
Homie you be dope with or without O-Zs
Straight from the C-O pimping I don't freeze
Keep me a clean coat or something low key
And if you know me I'm thinking long term
I take my time with it yeah this a slow burn
Driving and navigating a couple wrong turns
I'm praising Jesus pieces and I ain't been to church
For that I been felt guilty
My conscience fucking with me
I know that God is in me
So what's the problem with me?
Ancestors praising nature
My family pray to crosses
Both keep me feeling grateful
How we could deal with losses
My car got subs and switches
I bump some bad religion
I lost the baddest bitches
A couple brash decisions
I'm confessing and I'm pressing for forgiveness now
Bad habits Rodney Mullen how I kick em out
Always been considered the underdog and it's perfect actually
Every time I win it's like it happened naturally
Everybody speaking blasphemy but bars wise they ain't matching me
Nah, they ain't half of me
Getting too much money need someone to count their racks for me
Used to be an athlete but wasn't making no money them bitches used to laugh at me
Found a different grind now I tripled my salary
I sense the jealousy won't hesitate to commit a felony
Know that I could navigate my way out
Everyday I'm praying for a pay out
Maybe I'm an Outkast like hey ya
What's up, love, getting used to tough love
Know that I could navigate my way out
Everyday I'm praying for a pay out
Maybe I'm an Outkast like hey ya
What's up, love, getting used to tough love
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Straight from the G-O learned from the O-Gs
Homie you be dope with or without O-Zs
Straight from the C-O pimping I don't freeze
Keep me a clean coat or something low key
And if you know me I'm thinking long term
I take my time with it yeah this a slow burn
Driving and navigating a couple wrong turns
I'm praising Jesus pieces and I ain't been to church
For that I been felt guilty
My conscience fucking with me
I know that God is in me
So what's the problem with me?
Ancestors praising nature
My family pray to crosses
Both keep me feeling grateful
How we could deal with losses
My car got subs and switches
I bump some bad religion
I lost the baddest bitches
A couple brash decisions
I'm confessing and I'm pressing for forgiveness now
Bad habits Rodney Mullen how I kick em out
Always been considered the underdog and it's perfect actually
Every time I win it's like it happened naturally
Everybody speaking blasphemy but bars wise they ain't matching me
Nah, they ain't half of me
Getting too much money need someone to count their racks for me
Used to be an athlete but wasn't making no money them bitches used to laugh at me
Found a different grind now I tripled my salary
I sense the jealousy won't hesitate to commit a felony
Know that I could navigate my way out
Everyday I'm praying for a pay out
Maybe I'm an Outkast like hey ya
What's up, love, getting used to tough love
Know that I could navigate my way out
Everyday I'm praying for a pay out
Maybe I'm an Outkast like hey ya
What's up, love, getting used to tough love
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11. |
Runitback
03:12
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Land of opportunity and frequency illusions
Shit that's speaking through to me is frequently diluted
I can keep my eyes peeled looking for a reason
To get it popping like the big homies neck freezing
Is that what I'm aiming for? Need some calibration
Everything that we perceive is simply a vibration
So I can never say with certainty I see it clear
But I search for sympathy, something I hold dear
Forced to fiend for Benjamin's like soul said a "Hunnid Stax"
If my word ain't getting through it's cool we going to run it back
Life is like a lowrider hopping doing jumping jacks
Full of ups and downs but if it ain't there ain't no fun in that
We can run it back it
We can run it back it
We can run it back it
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I trust that God will never deal me the impossible
When I'm in the stick of it I keep my cool like popsicles
Honestly I'm too reliant on the gas, fossil fuels
Listen to the beat of my heart, and that's my gospel
I can deal with the lows 'cause I done seen some highs
I done ebbed and I've flowed about a million times
Jesus, please bless our souls, so we can live our lives
We never know when we going to cross that finish line
My grass is green I don't need postcards
The world is cold, I don't need more frost
Grateful that I had something when I felt loss
Grieving hurts 'cause we love so hard
Granola done been rejected about as many times he got compliments
I done been through shit before, so this time I got confidence
Rattled my brain and got under my skin
Then I learned that I got strength within
Noticing all of these patterns in life
Ran it before so we'll run it again
We can run it back it
We can run it back it
We can run it back it
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