Clarity (feat. Dave East & Bino Rideaux)

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Yeah, yeah
 I limo tint the coupe ain't no clarity in my whip
 That Rollie bezzel dazzle, that's clarity on my wrist
 That .40 get to dancin', I carry it on my hip
 I ain't gon' feel no pressure, don't care how these niggas feel
 I ain't gon' keep stressin' on problems, I'm doin' drugs
 You can't see it how I see it, you can't keep up
 All my enemies defeated, we run it up
 All my money go away when I count it up
 Used kiss my granny, make my mornin' swerves
 Foggy window in my Cutlass was my learning curve
 Keep a couple pistols in my furniture
 Every time they serve my set, we came to service yours
 Tell you somethin' bout my city in case you never heard
 All these gangs in competition, who gon' murder more?
 We never wave no white flag in this urban war
 Head shots so you murder stores
 Check out my perfect form
 Straight out the eye of this perfect storm
 I did my mine with a perfect score
 Don't waste time we just work some more
 Rolls Royce raps and my tone is Forbes
 I'ma take it overboard
 Goyard by my .44
 Go hard cause this world is yours
 I'ma pay that fee
 Smoked out with E-40 on
 Bossed up like a Corleone
 In these Maybach seats
 I limo tint the coupe, ain't no clarity in my whip
 That Rollie bezzel dazzle, that's clarity on my wrist
 That .40 get to dancin', I carry it on my hip
 I ain't gon' feel no pressure, don't care how these niggas feel
 I ain't gon' keep stressin' on problems, I'm doin' drugs
 You can't see it how I see it, you can't keep up
 All my enemies defeated, we run it up
 All my money go away when I count it up
 Projects to the condo, thinkin' bout should I decorate?
 Only motivation I ever needed was Section 8
 Pissy staircases, rats and roaches, wasn't restin' late
 Coke and dope we separate
 Ain't bagged it yet, they better wait
 S600 black Mercedes-Benz, I love the features
 Free my cousin, the D's caught him with 100 pieces
 Foreign visas, smokin' in Japan, I'm from the cement
 One of the homies start tellin', I ain't wanna believe it
 Backwoods still burnin' out, Maserati murkin'
 This that shit they ain't heard about, certified in person
 Real niggas serve a purpose, write my life out in these verses
 Clarity in this Rollie, my bitch into Fendi purses
 On Slauson with no license, Nipsey told me bring a two liter
 Twenty thousand on me, I just made that shit off two features
 Cuzzo just came home and all he askin' for is new sneakers
 Sun up to sundown I used to trap, I was like who need it?
 Dave East nigga
 I limo tint the coupe, ain't no clarity in my whip
 That Rollie bezzel dazzle, that's clarity on my wrist
 That .40 get to dancin', I carry it on my hip
 I ain't gon' feel no pressure, don't care how these niggas feel
 I ain't gon' keep stressin' on problems, I'm doin' drugs
 You can't see it how I see it, you can't keep up
 All my enemies defeated, we run it up
 All my money go away when I count it up
 

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Duration
03:12
Key
1
Tempo
152 BPM

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