Quicksand

Hmm, yeah
 Hmm, yeah
 Hmm, yeah, yeah
 Since a jit stood tall with a kickstand
 Thinking of a plan to get quick bands
 Falling in deep with the quicksand
 Flag out my ass, no quick brand
 I was packing on the pounds, got my weight up
 Had beef in the streets, had to stay up
 Betty Crocker showed me how to bake a cake bruh
 Doing that put everything I love at stake bruh
 Since a jit stood tall with a kickstand
 Thinking of a plan to get quick bands
 Falling in deep with the quicksand
 Flag out my ass, no quick brand
 I was packing on the pounds, got my weight up
 Had beef in the streets, had to stay up
 Betty Crocker showed me how to bake a cake bruh
 Doing that put everything I love at stake bruh
 Back in the day man, a nigga had ripped jeans
 Couldn't afford a new pair, I had broke seams
 Couldn't think about the money, I had broke dreams
 Outfit was the match of a crack fiend
 I was tryna be fly, couldn't take off
 Clothes falling off my ass, lost weight dog
 No jacket in the winter, had the shakes dog
 Then I said, "Fuck it", 'cause something gone have to shake dog
 Then my nigga, Bobby, put me on a quick lick
 Wasn't a lot but enough for a quick fix
 Interceptions I was stealing, caught me a pick six
 In the snow pitching woe, bitch it was brick dick
 Never killed, ain't gone lie, I was tempted
 He was the target but he lucky that I missed it
 I was always fucking up, was a misfit
 My opportunity was knocking and I missed it
 Young when I hopped off the stoop
 Two doors what I floor if I hop in the coupe
 Too sore from a war where I couldn't lose
 Got scars and bruises, man, I got the proof
 Resemble young Steele 'cause I got the juice
 You think you Tupac, let Omar Epps loose
 Stepping on neck with my Timberland boots
 I'm planted, I'm stable, I'm growing in roots
 Since a jit stood tall with a kickstand
 Thinking of a plan to get quick bands
 Falling in deep with the quicksand
 Flag out my ass, no quick brand
 I was packing on the pounds, got my weight up
 Had beef in the streets, had to stay up
 Betty Crocker showed me how to bake a cake bruh
 Doing that put everything I love at stake bruh
 Since a jit stood tall with a kickstand
 Thinking of a plan to get quick bands
 Falling in deep with the quicksand
 Flag out my ass, no quick brand
 I was packing on the pounds, got my weight up
 Had beef in the streets, had to stay up
 Betty Crocker showed me how to bake a cake bruh
 Doing that put everything I love at stake bruh
 I remember chillin' at one of my little bitch crib
 'Bout to fuck, 'bout to nut, main course with the fixings
 Her nigga came through, he was all on some bitch shit
 Didn't know I was raw and my hands was so gifted
 Boy had me chop, had get him a mix quick
 Couple knots made him drop like he drunk or he lifted
 Fought another nigga after I thought was some kinship
 Throwing up both of our sets which ended the friendship
 Gave respect neck to neck my nigga didn't back down
 Had 'em standing up then he ended up back down
 His hands in my life, now they ended up flat now
 Flat like a wing, let's see if he flap now
 Had enough, it was tuff only lasted about one round
 K.D. on the bench equipped with the tre pround
 Made 'em run, it was funny he was scared of the gun sound
 Made 'em shit, he a bitch
 By the car he was ducked down
 I ain't got no time for the fakes
 The phonies, jabrownies, the opps or the jakes
 My homies the only who come past the gate
 I'm whacking the weeds, cutting heads off of snakes
 I'm hungry, I'm eating right off of ya plate
 I want it, I'm on it, it's mine for the take
 I'm stagnant, a magnet, I'm staying in place
 The reason I'm popping is all of the hate
 Since a jit stood tall with a kickstand
 Thinking of a plan to get quick bands
 Falling in deep with the quicksand
 Flag out my ass, no quick brand
 I was packing on the pounds, got my weight up
 Had beef in the streets, had to stay up
 Betty Crocker showed me how to bake a cake bruh
 Doing that put everything I love at stake bruh
 Since a jit stood tall with a kickstand
 Thinking of a plan to get quick bands
 Falling in deep with the quicksand
 Flag out my ass, no quick brand
 I was packing on the pounds, got my weight up
 Had beef in the streets, had to stay up
 Betty Crocker showed me how to bake a cake bruh
 Doing that put everything I love at stake bruh