See The Sunset

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Nick Satchel

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Excuse me
It's recording?
(Said it's the real)
(Hip hop)
Uh
Yeah
Yeah
Look
Another night, I'm consumed by the rage and the pains
Of a nigga bout to make it in the game
Fighting with the mother of my child
Bout relationship strains
All in all, gang, shit won't be the same (Come on)
Working day and night
Bruh I'm swear so committed to the grind
Man I can feel the joy on my face
Ima get when I shit on these lames
No tissue (No tissue)
It's just business
Get a clue not an issue
I'm from a city
Where we party with our pistols
I could make a call, hit a lounge then forget you (Aye)
But why waste the energy on the senseless?
Zone 6 Nick
God blessed me with a sixth sense
You ever seen a human being turn into a snake?
Off of LSD, I couldn't even think the same
Clutching so hard
Man I couldn't even sleep the same
Looked into the mirror, saw my old self cremate
Like does God got me Punk'D on his screen?
Say that you my brother, why you hanging for a fee?
Guess everybody got the truth these days
Guess everybody got the truth these days (Come on)
Shit, everybody wanna be something
Everybody wanna be on top of assumptions (Uh)
Everybody popping they shit like a gun test
I want just to be alive to see the sunset
Uh
(Hip-Hop is coming to Woodstock!!)
Yeah
Uh
Said it's the real
Uh uh
(Are you ready?!)
Hip-Hop
(I can't hear you New York!!)
Look
(Aye)
I need
Real love and more green than Wisconsin (Yeah)
Me and God walking thru pasture
We just talking
I need Rip to call and it not be collect
I need my baby mom to call and it not be bout a check
God just shrugged and put his hand on my chest
And made a crown full of diamonds
From the noose round my neck
These kids too PG, to get the Language
F*ck nigga, turn off the TV
The shit gets dangerous
Stainless steels and fried fish
This the country
She like how I talk
Well shawty come on and f*ck me (Come on)
Grown man, I like some of my women chunky
Slim thick
Baggy chick
Shirt like a Rugby (Uh)
Pray that she love me for than my money
She think it ain't love if I don't spend a lil something
She's fried
Ima tell your ass one time
She ain't gone win if you ain't right within
She think if I don't trick, no love to begin
Guess everybody got the truth these days
Hold up
Guess everybody wanna be something
Everybody wanna be on top of assumptions
Everybody popping they shit like a gun test
I want just to be alive to see the sunset
Shit I already know that the world's watching
Shit I already know somebody's plotting
Shit ima keep dancing
Can't be mad that I'm popping
Tell them to weigh they options
Shit I already know that the world's watching
Shit I already know somebody's plotting
Shit ima keep dancing
Can't be mad that I'm popping
Tell them to weigh they
Hold up
DJ turn me up loud
Play a lil something I can bump, until the pain drowns out
I don't give a f*ck about the world bout to end
Nigga, light up the trees til it all burns down
(Said it's the real) Tell lil shawty gone twerk something
I know the coochie pink
Cause she sipping on brown (Hip-Hop, Hip-Hop)
I don't give a f*ck about the world bout to end
Nigga light up the trees til it all

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