GRIOT

I don't gotta work in a rush. Yall niggas stuck in a rut. Hotep called me a mut, Tell him 'its up'. From where they aint doin enough; Nobody up. Keep a baddie in the crib n me up in her guts I'd be broke if i was countin' on luck, I'm rich as f*ck. Tryna turn the XTS into a truck. My coat fur, your shit fluff. Ya music like ya business, its best to keep on The hush. Yall aint doing a thing but still doin too much. Im all handshakes n no smiles. You niggas docile, low profile. If he my son then I'm at the mall with a lost Child. I got better EPs than all yall in my lost files, You niggas not wild! That nigga faked it till he made it, But he aint make it Now he fakin n complacent. Said he not a pussy, He must be pussyboy adjacent. My nigga sat for 15, He aint want that shit to chase him. On the mic 'I tellem size up' 'I think ya time'. Stack of money look like pride month. I watch you niggas w my eyes shut, Thinkin back to when i almost had a side son Not a single shoulder I could cry on. So I put that shit on wax. Shorty so bitter She prolly never heard a track. Might actually be her bday But I aint gon hit her jack. Whats chance if we have a convo ion slap? I'm tryna do better, Repent for the times I knew better. Spending feature money on new sweaters All love from rough feathers Made a livin off love letters If God got me iunno Chasin' down a milli just to spend it on my folk Blowin O's in sessions how I cope You niggas griot Im a goat