C, L, O, UT...
And I'm...
T to the R'a O Y
Gotta coincide
But you rectified to be televised
Can't be telling lies
If I tell a lie then it's classified
You tell me a lie, then you gotta die, that's the petty side
Now I'm pissed off, got me writing my wrist off
And it's clear if it's CrystAL, I need all of this figed out
I need tents and a brick house, or in mansions get kicked out
Cause they wouldn't let Vick out
Over Cap when the Knicks out
Got a digi on the dash and it change when you touch it
And the start up getting easy like the push of a button
I hit 60 after 0 then we coast like it's nothing
Cross chain and the Chevy, it's the proof in the pudding
Got a lot for discussion
On my brain like concussion
Leaving hours in establishments and deal with the Russians
Talk me down and cuss me out with accents leaving me blushing
And if Trump is still the president, complaining did nothing
That's why I move with the gas
I can't finish last
I need some maturity, passing the gas and laughing it off like you faking the pass
Ain't room for the road or copy the path
I need it all, I'm doing the math
I get involved and I make a splash
Should've gave up cause I never lack
Find you like dogs and roll on your back
I gave a backpack
Call me and that's that
I had to fight for my soul
O'er beauty and gold so I get the last laugh
Wasn't a bad staff
Wasn't the best
Socially humble but beat on my chest
Pretty imperfect means "pretty I'm perfect" and now you know I never said that
This the clout
What it's about?
Hating like crazy
And critics run your mouth
I'm getting clout
Know what I'm bout
No Kyrie Irving boy I'm Westbrook with the bounce
Right back in it, kill it, like Popeye was with the spinach
Loving my enemies, and portrayed it all in the image
Wanted to hold you down but you say I'm getting religious
Not religion I'm kicking but feelings not in the mission
Starting to get divisive and missing what I was wishing
Checking on my reality, santa clause with the listed
Bruised at the crucifixion iniquities in the blisters
Turn around living my life like I was the one who spittin
Wondering if you hear me
Keeping my loved ones near me
Never knew what a friend was but I was too quick to listen
Judging off my decisions I didn't want in the mission
But he kept me on board and I gotta go in and win it
Westbrook with the bounce
Hungry lioness with the pounce
And I'm coming for every ounce Cause I married the lost and found and then buried it in the ground
Now my future got me aroused and my humor kept me around
Chandler Bing if I make a sound
Noone more for debates
Double jeapardy in the case, allegations they've been erased cause I ran it off with the race, and I swear that I'm being chased if it's enmity that I taste, in the air, it's all in the waste, the desires for lustful days
Tires I'm busting away
Tired from hustling days
Saw the moon on my way to work grinding for latter days
I will never complain to know I was never afraid
Put me in with my enemies, they all gon know my name
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C, L, O, UT...
And I'm...
T to the R'a O Y
Gotta coincide
But you rectified to be televised
Can't be telling lies
If I tell a lie then it's classified
You tell me a lie, then you gotta die, that's the petty side
Now I'm pissed off, got me writing my wrist off
And it's clear if it's CrystAL, I need all of this figed out
I need tents and a brick house, or in mansions get kicked out
Cause they wouldn't let Vick out
Over Cap when the Knicks out
Got a digi on the dash and it change when you touch it
And the start up getting easy like the push of a button
I hit 60 after 0 then we coast like it's nothing
Cross chain and the Chevy, it's the proof in the pudding
Got a lot for discussion
On my brain like concussion
Leaving hours in establishments and deal with the Russians
Talk me down and cuss me out with accents leaving me blushing
And if Trump is still the president, complaining did nothing
That's why I move with the gas
I can't finish last
I need some maturity, passing the gas and laughing it off like you faking the pass
Ain't room for the road or copy the path
I need it all, I'm doing the math
I get involved and I make a splash
Should've gave up cause I never lack
Find you like dogs and roll on your back
I gave a backpack
Call me and that's that
I had to fight for my soul
O'er beauty and gold so I get the last laugh
Wasn't a bad staff
Wasn't the best
Socially humble but beat on my chest
Pretty imperfect means "pretty I'm perfect" and now you know I never said that
This the clout
What it's about?
Hating like crazy
And critics run your mouth
I'm getting clout
Know what I'm bout
No Kyrie Irving boy I'm Westbrook with the bounce
Right back in it, kill it, like Popeye was with the spinach
Loving my enemies, and portrayed it all in the image
Wanted to hold you down but you say I'm getting religious
Not religion I'm kicking but feelings not in the mission
Starting to get divisive and missing what I was wishing
Checking on my reality, santa clause with the listed
Bruised at the crucifixion iniquities in the blisters
Turn around living my life like I was the one who spittin
Wondering if you hear me
Keeping my loved ones near me
Never knew what a friend was but I was too quick to listen
Judging off my decisions I didn't want in the mission
But he kept me on board and I gotta go in and win it
Westbrook with the bounce
Hungry lioness with the pounce
And I'm coming for every ounce Cause I married the lost and found and then buried it in the ground
Now my future got me aroused and my humor kept me around
Chandler Bing if I make a sound
Noone more for debates
Double jeapardy in the case, allegations they've been erased cause I ran it off with the race, and I swear that I'm being chased if it's enmity that I taste, in the air, it's all in the waste, the desires for lustful days
Tires I'm busting away
Tired from hustling days
Saw the moon on my way to work grinding for latter days
I will never complain to know I was never afraid
Put me in with my enemies, they all gon know my name
And I'm...
T to the R'a O Y
Gotta coincide
But you rectified to be televised
Can't be telling lies
If I tell a lie then it's classified
You tell me a lie, then you gotta die, that's the petty side
Now I'm pissed off, got me writing my wrist off
And it's clear if it's CrystAL, I need all of this figed out
I need tents and a brick house, or in mansions get kicked out
Cause they wouldn't let Vick out
Over Cap when the Knicks out
Got a digi on the dash and it change when you touch it
And the start up getting easy like the push of a button
I hit 60 after 0 then we coast like it's nothing
Cross chain and the Chevy, it's the proof in the pudding
Got a lot for discussion
On my brain like concussion
Leaving hours in establishments and deal with the Russians
Talk me down and cuss me out with accents leaving me blushing
And if Trump is still the president, complaining did nothing
That's why I move with the gas
I can't finish last
I need some maturity, passing the gas and laughing it off like you faking the pass
Ain't room for the road or copy the path
I need it all, I'm doing the math
I get involved and I make a splash
Should've gave up cause I never lack
Find you like dogs and roll on your back
I gave a backpack
Call me and that's that
I had to fight for my soul
O'er beauty and gold so I get the last laugh
Wasn't a bad staff
Wasn't the best
Socially humble but beat on my chest
Pretty imperfect means "pretty I'm perfect" and now you know I never said that
This the clout
What it's about?
Hating like crazy
And critics run your mouth
I'm getting clout
Know what I'm bout
No Kyrie Irving boy I'm Westbrook with the bounce
Right back in it, kill it, like Popeye was with the spinach
Loving my enemies, and portrayed it all in the image
Wanted to hold you down but you say I'm getting religious
Not religion I'm kicking but feelings not in the mission
Starting to get divisive and missing what I was wishing
Checking on my reality, santa clause with the listed
Bruised at the crucifixion iniquities in the blisters
Turn around living my life like I was the one who spittin
Wondering if you hear me
Keeping my loved ones near me
Never knew what a friend was but I was too quick to listen
Judging off my decisions I didn't want in the mission
But he kept me on board and I gotta go in and win it
Westbrook with the bounce
Hungry lioness with the pounce
And I'm coming for every ounce Cause I married the lost and found and then buried it in the ground
Now my future got me aroused and my humor kept me around
Chandler Bing if I make a sound
Noone more for debates
Double jeapardy in the case, allegations they've been erased cause I ran it off with the race, and I swear that I'm being chased if it's enmity that I taste, in the air, it's all in the waste, the desires for lustful days
Tires I'm busting away
Tired from hustling days
Saw the moon on my way to work grinding for latter days
I will never complain to know I was never afraid
Put me in with my enemies, they all gon know my name
Writer: Kevin Briscoe Jr
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid