Trick (feat. Affirmant)

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All systems go I'm about to explode
I just nod my head yes if they tellin' me no
Grab my dream by the neck I ain't lettin' it go
My thoughts are like water I'm just lettin' em flow
Woah
I spit fire turn the snow into mist
Pessimism isn't nothin' cus it doesn't exist
I turn by brain on with the flow when I switch
Leave you cold in a ditch
Cus growin' up is a bitch
All these rappers puppies when they playin' dead
And I treat em like a bookies yeah they gettin' bet
When I be steppin' in the booth yo I be seeing red
Like a Tarentino movie ima leave em dead
Like a Shyamalan ima end with a twist
I'm a movie producer the way I'm flipping the script
Couldn't step into my shoes you wouldn't fit in my kicks
Pessimism isn't nothin' cus it doesn't exist
Woah
I pull up outside
Flushed with drink
A fat joint in my mouth
It's just a trick
I stroll in to get down down down down down down
I pull up outside
Flushed with drink
A fat joint in my mouth
It's just a trick
I stroll in to get down down down down down down
Look
Now let me set the scene
Speakers cans nothin' off routine
Watche mean about the gaurds outside
I love to party but the law I abide by
Look I don't f*ck around here
I know how it goes
He well sells gear
Now let me be clear
I'm cookin' up gear for the eardrums
It's just not bought on the cheap then sold at a premium
Through some dodgy Armenians
I'm not out on the take like a deviant
Gaurda look
Yes it is inviting audibly exciting
When the dopey cunt gets rhyming
Putting in the work
Instead of always being out fucking drinking and fighting
But you're in my durastiction
Plus you're fixing to be fucking writ in fiction
And I'm sick of being characterised
Now get the f*ck out my kitchen
We ain't doing nothin' we just makin' some tunes
Gaurda didn't believe us so he's raiding the room
Started gettin' louder than the bass when it booms
I guess that he assumed we was breaking the rules
Getting kinda sick of conversating with this copper
He didn't really like it when I told him I'm a rapper
Offered him the ends of my Abrakebabra
Copper looked at me and he whispered damn bruh
He munched up on the good stuff
Had a good buzz
Was a good suss
Didn't even bust us
Then he left without justice
No one else it was just us
Like a Shyamalan ima end with a twist
I'm a movie producer the way I'm flipping the script
Couldn't step into my shoes you wouldn't fit in my kicks
Pessimism isn't nothin' cus it doesn't exist
Woah
I pull up outside
Flushed with drink
A fat joint in my mouth
It's just a trick
I stroll in to get down down down down down down
I pull up outside
Flushed with drink
A fat joint in my mouth
It's just a trick
I stroll in to get down down down down down down

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