Lyrics: Jerrry Agbinya
Music: Jerry Agbinya
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Eyes up to the heavens
Ignoring stop signs
Blowing my credit on
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I’ve never said this before
But today i got time
You got’ regret doubting me
When i finally got mines, Hey
and while you lookin' at me cock-eyed
I’m watching my stock rise
That’s how we do it here on my side
I stick and move
I keep it clockwise
I'm stacking these knots high
That’s how we movin’ here on my side
Verse 1
Ay i grind all day so I'm distant
To all of my friends man I'm sorry
But I'm trine’ blow the brains out a ‘rrari
Drop top down, dreaming’ lofty
Just watch me
Stone cold facade, still a softy
Unless you and your mans trine cost me
Address me correctly and i’mma do the same
Be kind, show love
That my modus operandi
Ay, i don’t see no enemies
But i decipher all the messages they sendin’ me
I feel the laser pointed stares in my periphery
I'm young, black and gifted
You really can’t get rid of me
The hive minded still fallen’ for that trickery
They can’t help but hate a nigga when he livin’ free
So i don’t mind if we don’t get along
My degree’s been set int stone
Chorus
Verse 2
Ay it’s that nigga you can’t profile
Black fit, no grill but he’s still got a gold smile
I'm only focused on my crew and my boo
and how the flow sound
If you aint’ know then you know now
I’m bout my business trine build
I'm on my IM Pei
Middle finger to the system
On my Ai Wei Wei
Independent thinking’ so I
Never do what Simon say
It’s all i know
I got no option just to hide away
I’m up now
and no I'm not hidin’
Steady poised, making’ noise
While the Op’s silent
Me and my dawgs in the city
Yeah, we rotweilin’
But we are non-violent
I swear the cops lyin’
Older sis runnin’ shit
and my mom’s strivin’
My brother bout to be a doctor
Aint no shots firin’
Politicians always trippin’
They are not slick
They tryna vilify me
Messin’ with the optics
But see the reason I'm out late at night
Is ‘cuz I'm out here getting’ it
But I'm just walkin’ home
I am not scopin’ out yo’ residence
I'm threatenin’
with no other weapon but my melanin
sediment rumble
when I'm coming through your premises
sack swingin’ like i'm Santa
I got hella gifts
and when he step up in a room
He like an elephant
So all you haters
You can miss me with that rhetoric
You really think you heaven-sent?
You hella thick