Weeds (feat. OE)

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Ademir

Ademir is a Brazilian common given name. more »

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Count from one to ten and take deep breaths right
Look around tell me what you see next right
Put your head on a pillow and scream that's right
All you gotta do is blow off steam that's right
Count from one to ten and take deep breaths right
Look around tell me what you see next right
Put your head on a pillow and scream that's right
All you gotta do is blow off steam that's right
Been in the weeds since I was young I cut them down they keep coming up
I remember if a game was lost I let tears fall and I'd pay the cost
Since then I done manned up and I earn dubs and I fight a loss
And I never lose and I come back and I run it back and that's on my moms
No time for the thinking they screaming my name so I gotta start swinging
I shed no tears no sign of weakness
You pussy niggas stay all in your feelings
I don't do the talk one bad move one wrong word imma start swinging
I'll pull your card butch I'm a magician
Imma black out don't know what I'm missing
As a kid they told me man up and stop all of that crying out
Told shut my mouth 'fore they give me something to cry about
Kept a stiff lip now mean muggin's my style now
Boys on the street can always spot a target a miles out
F*ck them feelings
I ain't soft I don't need them
Plus I'm out here healing
In my past imma leave 'em
Now I'm a man and they want me to change me
I swear this shit is amazing
This shit is crazy
How can they hate me when I'm exactly what they tried to make me
Count from one to ten and take deep breaths right
Look around tell me what you see next right
Put your head on a pillow and scream that's right
All you gotta do is blow off steam that's right
Count from one to ten and take deep breaths right
Put your hands behind your head and you might keep your life
Big mistake to come here with no defense right
Swing with the left now swing with the right
I've been
Locked in
I know you suckers been talkin'
Take your top ten, rob them of oxygen, lock them all in a coffin
In this race ain't no one getting past me
If you got a problem homie at me
All you fuckers are getting too chatty
While the forests burning out in Cali
Yeah me and Addy back to work
Been too long since we rapped a verse
On the same track, yeah we came back
To put your favorite rappers in the dirt
Weeds in my grass, I rip them up
Going too fast, don't give a f*ck
I walk onstage, they give it up
The way I spit like fisticuffs
As a kid I collected sticks, and pretended they were weapons
My relatives collect sticks, they pretend they give them protection
Same Smith and Wessons killing innocents at intersections
Was raised in Connecticut, learned quick to hide my affection
Or expect to get picked on by pricks, and risk rejection
Survived war games at recess as the US slid toward recession
Needed more effective methods
Stead of wrecking my reflection
Whenever I'd get pissed, would go teach the bushes a lesson
Started getting hit with swords at eleven
Now I'm attempting hits in recording sessions
Same shit, different form of expression
Rap only made me more aggressive
Y'all got a death wish
When I get the pen I'm Bellatrix, no embellishment
F*ck your necklace, I'm the next pick, no questioning who's in Succession
For the Crown, no Netflix special documenting my depression
My pandemic's been spent Twitching
And I am not talking bout birding or streaming
Spasming, I'm anger's mannequin
No managing the damage, I go from vanquishing to vanishing
Abandoned on the bank like Anakin, burning and screaming
Wrote Thoughts and Prayers, thought if you shared
It'd get the violence out of you
But you still gripping pistols that's invisible
Making your hand a gun when it's out of view
Still got instincts that's out of tune
With your better side
Better hide
When I come outside
Killing everything that in sight
We're out of room
In this game, I did not come to play
Left the house, now we out in LA
Wait List coming, bout to drop any day
If you ain't with it, get out of the way
Feeling like my hair is tangling up
Like it's vines, they all strangling
My mind and I am handling it fine
And who cares if I been lying
Know I'm running out of time
I'm not tryna do a crime
I'm just tryna stay alive so I
Count from one to ten and take deep breaths right
Look around tell me what you see next right
Put your head on a pillow and scream that's right
All you gotta do is blow off steam that's right
Count from one to ten and take deep breaths right
Look around tell me what you see next right
Put your head on a pillow and scream that's right
All you gotta do is blow off steam that's right

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