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Statik Selektah
Playing through the broken ankles, man
Never sit down, cause I'mma stand up
Yo, book a ticket to the tropics cause I'm through with all the shit
That I'm living every day, in the mirror saying why me?
Hide my eyes cause I'm sicken with the image
Of using marijuana, simply vintage for the time being
My skills said it's very serious, in fact
Spit a wild rap, carve a steak right off the cow's back
Throw it on the grill, I'm cooking in a suit
Same shit that's on the grill gave me leather for the boot
If they make me take the stand then I'm lying through my teeth though
Ask to swear to God but in that I don't believe though
My man Stevie Mo playing safety for Toledo
Hustle til my fingers staying cheesy like a cheeto
Shorty on the bed pleasuring my pee pee
Smart crew TCN, lyrical graffiti
Drug roll precise, like a hooker with the dice
Butcher with the knife, you get tooken for your life
So much to say it's so little time and shitty
Killer Queens the borough, New York be the city
Coming crazy out your mouth will get your split up like a philly
Running through the maze like I'm Willie, you gotta feel me
I'm moving forward cause nothing's gonna be the same
Eyes blurry from the smoke, I can't see the lane
Swerving heavy, bottle in my lap
I'm looking for a problem so I'm modeling the gat
Somebody save me, cause I don't wanna go to jail
I'd rather be up in the mansion for the polo sale
But I'm here, stuck inside my thoughts
I'm tryna have a bag of money stuffed inside my shorts
My life is like a movie, blizzard with the shottie
Hookah house on Roosie chilling in the lobby
Yes I'm living gnarly, the fourty ounce of Barley
Open up cigars and fill 'em with a bunch of Marley
Double cut porterhouse straight from Luger's
Ruger for intruders hand to hand made by the duelers
Ginger ale in Knicks glasses, your style is piss mothafucka
Time to flip the mattress, kick it swift as Cassius
My mind is stronger than Mariusz Pudzianowski
Obvious to see I'm a star straight off the couch
You rapping with a blouse, you get slapped up side the mouth
By the Zangief look-a-like, Bronson always cooking right
Spray the vinegar to tighten up a yummy
Smoking got me squinting like the sky is high and sunny
Attachment on the nozzle make the iron fire funny
Never stop until my body diving in a pile of money
I'm moving forward cause nothing's gonna be the same
Eyes blurry from the smoke, I can't see the lane
Swerving heavy, bottle in my lap
I'm looking for a problem so I'm modeling the gat
Somebody save me, cause I don't wanna go to jail
I'd rather be up in the mansion for the polo sale
But I'm here, stuck inside my thoughts
I'm tryna have a bag of money stuffed inside my shorts
I'm already smoking like a gunshot
You know the fuzzy light green, call it Dunlop, flow nun's twat
Many hours, one man standing, one spot
From the morning to the mothafucking sun drop
Cause I'm one with the Earth, eyes red
Mothafucka I've been blunted since birth, age nine
Mom deuce kept the gun in the purse, next to the hair spray
Fuck tomorrow, money coming in the way
I'm moving forward cause nothing's gonna be the same
Eyes blurry from the smoke, I can't see the lane
Swerving heavy, bottle in my lap
I'm looking for a problem so I'm modeling the gat
Somebody save me, cause I don't wanna go to jail
I'd rather be up in the mansion for the polo sale
But I'm here, stuck inside my thoughts
I'm tryna have a bag of money stuffed inside my shorts
We never talk
There was a time when there wasn't enough words to say
Playing through the broken ankles, man
Never sit down, cause I'mma stand up
Yo, book a ticket to the tropics cause I'm through with all the shit
That I'm living every day, in the mirror saying why me?
Hide my eyes cause I'm sicken with the image
Of using marijuana, simply vintage for the time being
My skills said it's very serious, in fact
Spit a wild rap, carve a steak right off the cow's back
Throw it on the grill, I'm cooking in a suit
Same shit that's on the grill gave me leather for the boot
If they make me take the stand then I'm lying through my teeth though
Ask to swear to God but in that I don't believe though
My man Stevie Mo playing safety for Toledo
Hustle til my fingers staying cheesy like a cheeto
Shorty on the bed pleasuring my pee pee
Smart crew TCN, lyrical graffiti
Drug roll precise, like a hooker with the dice
Butcher with the knife, you get tooken for your life
So much to say it's so little time and shitty
Killer Queens the borough, New York be the city
Coming crazy out your mouth will get your split up like a philly
Running through the maze like I'm Willie, you gotta feel me
I'm moving forward cause nothing's gonna be the same
Eyes blurry from the smoke, I can't see the lane
Swerving heavy, bottle in my lap
I'm looking for a problem so I'm modeling the gat
Somebody save me, cause I don't wanna go to jail
I'd rather be up in the mansion for the polo sale
But I'm here, stuck inside my thoughts
I'm tryna have a bag of money stuffed inside my shorts
My life is like a movie, blizzard with the shottie
Hookah house on Roosie chilling in the lobby
Yes I'm living gnarly, the fourty ounce of Barley
Open up cigars and fill 'em with a bunch of Marley
Double cut porterhouse straight from Luger's
Ruger for intruders hand to hand made by the duelers
Ginger ale in Knicks glasses, your style is piss mothafucka
Time to flip the mattress, kick it swift as Cassius
My mind is stronger than Mariusz Pudzianowski
Obvious to see I'm a star straight off the couch
You rapping with a blouse, you get slapped up side the mouth
By the Zangief look-a-like, Bronson always cooking right
Spray the vinegar to tighten up a yummy
Smoking got me squinting like the sky is high and sunny
Attachment on the nozzle make the iron fire funny
Never stop until my body diving in a pile of money
I'm moving forward cause nothing's gonna be the same
Eyes blurry from the smoke, I can't see the lane
Swerving heavy, bottle in my lap
I'm looking for a problem so I'm modeling the gat
Somebody save me, cause I don't wanna go to jail
I'd rather be up in the mansion for the polo sale
But I'm here, stuck inside my thoughts
I'm tryna have a bag of money stuffed inside my shorts
I'm already smoking like a gunshot
You know the fuzzy light green, call it Dunlop, flow nun's twat
Many hours, one man standing, one spot
From the morning to the mothafucking sun drop
Cause I'm one with the Earth, eyes red
Mothafucka I've been blunted since birth, age nine
Mom deuce kept the gun in the purse, next to the hair spray
Fuck tomorrow, money coming in the way
I'm moving forward cause nothing's gonna be the same
Eyes blurry from the smoke, I can't see the lane
Swerving heavy, bottle in my lap
I'm looking for a problem so I'm modeling the gat
Somebody save me, cause I don't wanna go to jail
I'd rather be up in the mansion for the polo sale
But I'm here, stuck inside my thoughts
I'm tryna have a bag of money stuffed inside my shorts
We never talk
There was a time when there wasn't enough words to say
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:00.97] Statik Selektah
[00:04.59] Playing through the broken ankles, man
[00:07.28] Never sit down, cause I'mma stand up
[00:10.82] Yo, book a ticket to the tropics cause I'm through with all the shit
[00:13.92] That I'm living every day, in the mirror saying why me?
[00:17.08] Hide my eyes cause I'm sicken with the image
[00:19.39] Of using marijuana, simply vintage for the time being
[00:22.10] My skills said it's very serious, in fact
[00:24.20] Spit a wild rap, carve a steak right off the cow's back
[00:27.46] Throw it on the grill, I'm cooking in a suit
[00:29.63] Same shit that's on the grill gave me leather for the boot
[00:32.26] If they make me take the stand then I'm lying through my teeth though
[00:35.02] Ask to swear to God but in that I don't believe though
[00:37.65] My man Stevie Mo playing safety for Toledo
[00:40.55] Hustle til my fingers staying cheesy like a cheeto
[00:43.18] Shorty on the bed pleasuring my pee pee
[00:45.67] Smart crew TCN, lyrical graffiti
[00:48.26] Drug roll precise, like a hooker with the dice
[00:50.97] Butcher with the knife, you get tooken for your life
[00:53.66] So much to say it's so little time and shitty
[00:56.22] Killer Queens the borough, New York be the city
[00:58.41] Coming crazy out your mouth will get your split up like a philly
[01:01.45] Running through the maze like I'm Willie, you gotta feel me
[01:04.44] I'm moving forward cause nothing's gonna be the same
[01:07.08] Eyes blurry from the smoke, I can't see the lane
[01:09.75] Swerving heavy, bottle in my lap
[01:11.99] I'm looking for a problem so I'm modeling the gat
[01:14.72] Somebody save me, cause I don't wanna go to jail
[01:17.49] I'd rather be up in the mansion for the polo sale
[01:20.34] But I'm here, stuck inside my thoughts
[01:22.58] I'm tryna have a bag of money stuffed inside my shorts
[01:24.85] My life is like a movie, blizzard with the shottie
[01:27.83] Hookah house on Roosie chilling in the lobby
[01:30.47] Yes I'm living gnarly, the fourty ounce of Barley
[01:33.27] Open up cigars and fill 'em with a bunch of Marley
[01:36.25] Double cut porterhouse straight from Luger's
[01:38.46] Ruger for intruders hand to hand made by the duelers
[01:41.06] Ginger ale in Knicks glasses, your style is piss mothafucka
[01:44.05] Time to flip the mattress, kick it swift as Cassius
[01:46.46] My mind is stronger than Mariusz Pudzianowski
[01:49.12] Obvious to see I'm a star straight off the couch
[01:51.59] You rapping with a blouse, you get slapped up side the mouth
[01:54.13] By the Zangief look-a-like, Bronson always cooking right
[01:57.25] Spray the vinegar to tighten up a yummy
[01:59.44] Smoking got me squinting like the sky is high and sunny
[02:02.08] Attachment on the nozzle make the iron fire funny
[02:04.53] Never stop until my body diving in a pile of money
[02:07.62] I'm moving forward cause nothing's gonna be the same
[02:10.34] Eyes blurry from the smoke, I can't see the lane
[02:13.10] Swerving heavy, bottle in my lap
[02:15.28] I'm looking for a problem so I'm modeling the gat
[02:18.17] Somebody save me, cause I don't wanna go to jail
[02:20.82] I'd rather be up in the mansion for the polo sale
[02:23.53] But I'm here, stuck inside my thoughts
[02:25.72] I'm tryna have a bag of money stuffed inside my shorts
[02:28.12] I'm already smoking like a gunshot
[02:30.29] You know the fuzzy light green, call it Dunlop, flow nun's twat
[02:34.31] Many hours, one man standing, one spot
[02:36.73] From the morning to the mothafucking sun drop
[02:39.37] Cause I'm one with the Earth, eyes red
[02:41.55] Mothafucka I've been blunted since birth, age nine
[02:44.12] Mom deuce kept the gun in the purse, next to the hair spray
[02:47.22] Fuck tomorrow, money coming in the way
[02:49.88] I'm moving forward cause nothing's gonna be the same
[02:52.59] Eyes blurry from the smoke, I can't see the lane
[02:55.00] Swerving heavy, bottle in my lap
[02:57.43] I'm looking for a problem so I'm modeling the gat
[03:00.26] Somebody save me, cause I don't wanna go to jail
[03:03.06] I'd rather be up in the mansion for the polo sale
[03:05.89] But I'm here, stuck inside my thoughts
[03:08.02] I'm tryna have a bag of money stuffed inside my shorts
[03:11.28] We never talk
[03:13.08] There was a time when there wasn't enough words to say
[03:15.86]
[00:04.59] Playing through the broken ankles, man
[00:07.28] Never sit down, cause I'mma stand up
[00:10.82] Yo, book a ticket to the tropics cause I'm through with all the shit
[00:13.92] That I'm living every day, in the mirror saying why me?
[00:17.08] Hide my eyes cause I'm sicken with the image
[00:19.39] Of using marijuana, simply vintage for the time being
[00:22.10] My skills said it's very serious, in fact
[00:24.20] Spit a wild rap, carve a steak right off the cow's back
[00:27.46] Throw it on the grill, I'm cooking in a suit
[00:29.63] Same shit that's on the grill gave me leather for the boot
[00:32.26] If they make me take the stand then I'm lying through my teeth though
[00:35.02] Ask to swear to God but in that I don't believe though
[00:37.65] My man Stevie Mo playing safety for Toledo
[00:40.55] Hustle til my fingers staying cheesy like a cheeto
[00:43.18] Shorty on the bed pleasuring my pee pee
[00:45.67] Smart crew TCN, lyrical graffiti
[00:48.26] Drug roll precise, like a hooker with the dice
[00:50.97] Butcher with the knife, you get tooken for your life
[00:53.66] So much to say it's so little time and shitty
[00:56.22] Killer Queens the borough, New York be the city
[00:58.41] Coming crazy out your mouth will get your split up like a philly
[01:01.45] Running through the maze like I'm Willie, you gotta feel me
[01:04.44] I'm moving forward cause nothing's gonna be the same
[01:07.08] Eyes blurry from the smoke, I can't see the lane
[01:09.75] Swerving heavy, bottle in my lap
[01:11.99] I'm looking for a problem so I'm modeling the gat
[01:14.72] Somebody save me, cause I don't wanna go to jail
[01:17.49] I'd rather be up in the mansion for the polo sale
[01:20.34] But I'm here, stuck inside my thoughts
[01:22.58] I'm tryna have a bag of money stuffed inside my shorts
[01:24.85] My life is like a movie, blizzard with the shottie
[01:27.83] Hookah house on Roosie chilling in the lobby
[01:30.47] Yes I'm living gnarly, the fourty ounce of Barley
[01:33.27] Open up cigars and fill 'em with a bunch of Marley
[01:36.25] Double cut porterhouse straight from Luger's
[01:38.46] Ruger for intruders hand to hand made by the duelers
[01:41.06] Ginger ale in Knicks glasses, your style is piss mothafucka
[01:44.05] Time to flip the mattress, kick it swift as Cassius
[01:46.46] My mind is stronger than Mariusz Pudzianowski
[01:49.12] Obvious to see I'm a star straight off the couch
[01:51.59] You rapping with a blouse, you get slapped up side the mouth
[01:54.13] By the Zangief look-a-like, Bronson always cooking right
[01:57.25] Spray the vinegar to tighten up a yummy
[01:59.44] Smoking got me squinting like the sky is high and sunny
[02:02.08] Attachment on the nozzle make the iron fire funny
[02:04.53] Never stop until my body diving in a pile of money
[02:07.62] I'm moving forward cause nothing's gonna be the same
[02:10.34] Eyes blurry from the smoke, I can't see the lane
[02:13.10] Swerving heavy, bottle in my lap
[02:15.28] I'm looking for a problem so I'm modeling the gat
[02:18.17] Somebody save me, cause I don't wanna go to jail
[02:20.82] I'd rather be up in the mansion for the polo sale
[02:23.53] But I'm here, stuck inside my thoughts
[02:25.72] I'm tryna have a bag of money stuffed inside my shorts
[02:28.12] I'm already smoking like a gunshot
[02:30.29] You know the fuzzy light green, call it Dunlop, flow nun's twat
[02:34.31] Many hours, one man standing, one spot
[02:36.73] From the morning to the mothafucking sun drop
[02:39.37] Cause I'm one with the Earth, eyes red
[02:41.55] Mothafucka I've been blunted since birth, age nine
[02:44.12] Mom deuce kept the gun in the purse, next to the hair spray
[02:47.22] Fuck tomorrow, money coming in the way
[02:49.88] I'm moving forward cause nothing's gonna be the same
[02:52.59] Eyes blurry from the smoke, I can't see the lane
[02:55.00] Swerving heavy, bottle in my lap
[02:57.43] I'm looking for a problem so I'm modeling the gat
[03:00.26] Somebody save me, cause I don't wanna go to jail
[03:03.06] I'd rather be up in the mansion for the polo sale
[03:05.89] But I'm here, stuck inside my thoughts
[03:08.02] I'm tryna have a bag of money stuffed inside my shorts
[03:11.28] We never talk
[03:13.08] There was a time when there wasn't enough words to say
[03:15.86]