Minute Steak
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Lyrics
Young crate digger Trynna make eight figures Stash a rack in the Caymans I never pay interest Raise interest, nah I demand attention Born to be the man I'm sorta Jordan to these Pippens It'd be, more than wise to fortify the riches Kick the door inside leave you mortified shitting britches More than meets the eye with me ain't living in that image Iceberg tip still but I sink ships with it Flip my consciousness, spit it got me thinking polyrhythmic Itching for prescriptions shit I'm probably addicted Probably a problem but I'm not at risk to fix it There's a lot that needs addressing like How I act when I'm caught dropping friends, messing up Lost my head, messed with plugs Less I love, More I get High, stuck ingesting drugs Going 90 on the interstate while getting drunk Just frying up a minute steak to sober up I think I, need a minute bruh lazy off some indica Life is hella crazy went from real timid to sinister I'm back to winning with Gonzo, we playing the bongos I'm missing my girl but I had to finish her Preaching like a minister, check out the wav files I got more bars than 8 Mile, I keep it valid If I ain't one of the greats then I got equal talent And there's a lot that needs addressing like a caesar salad I'm popping off like the foams in the sneaker section You in my motherfucking zone you might need protection Got people stressing like the Pope with a deep confession I mean the priest, when I'm deceased don't delete my message I been on my way up Ain't gotta say none I just speak my mind over snare and that bass drum Blunted I faced one Another laced one Gave everything nothing left on the pay stub Been on my way up Ain't gotta say none I just speak my mind over snare and that bass drum Blunted I faced one Another laced one Gave everything nothing left on the pay stub What you need from me today I ain't seen you in a long time I seen that look up on your face So I'ma stand by, I'ma stand by But don't you eat up off my plate Cause I been grinding for a lifetime I'm getting dizzy by the day Spinning 'round you, spinning 'round you I'm coming just like Rapsody with flow They laugh at me but don't have the capacity to know That my craft is all know So I don't ration any flows That low passion that you show Is why the cash is getting low Yeah I'm like Cashes with the blows This that blasphemy fasho Never lacking with the savagery So casually I'm cold Naturally I'm bold with it Never bashful with the notes Addressing masses like the Pope Just put the cash inside the bowl The Apple Jacks to my bowl (Woah) Apple to my pupil Closed caption like a movie I'm so passionate a guru I'm a master practice voodoo Think I have to give it to you I'ma school you, cause ain't no one as masterful as yo Duh No bluff, don't give No fucks, no love No trust, no stress Roll up, no bud No sleep, woke up I'm always trying to walk the line between us (Spinning 'round you) So pay no mind to my pride I don't need it (I don't need it) I'm always trying to walk the line between us So pay no mind to my pride I don't need it (Spinning 'round you)
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Song Details
- Duration
- 03:44
- Key
- 10
- Tempo
- 90 BPM