B.O.D (feat. Vent & 'Royelt)
C.N.C.T
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I wore my bro hand me downs like they was new F*ck a post, I'm on the call, nigga what's in it for you? I'm trying to toast, because I'm down to go far, farther than most And if moms still clocked, ain't no fixing to boast I wish I can speak less and watch more Sit and talk to my pops more But the weed and the liquor got me up farther than round four Right or wrong Niggas see women wear it, they tag along I made 1200 in two days selling a Nia Long Tricked off the limelight Shawty wanna hear me rhyme twice I ask what she gon do for the bars, like a Klondike Shit I'm trying to get my mind right I wanna get my mom like A house on the sea, with twin Audemars that shine like That 63 G-Class, hoes mad, we pass I'm squinting through the tints thinking damn this spliff canoe fast Take a foreign one to see the world Galleria cheetah girl Vent in Spain might be a thrill There's more to work than easy kill Do you feel this CNCT shit? Come get purified Do you feel this CNCT shit? Come get purified Do you feel this CNCT shit? Come get purified Father God save us for the times that we was set aside Do you feel this CNCT shit? Come get purified Do you feel this CNCT shit? Come get purified Do you feel this CNCT shit? Come get purified Father God save us for the times that we was set aside I never hated, I just wanted more My city crazy, quick to even scores But still I do explore Freaky bitch she say my semen compliments her pores Fucked & sucked me in a Honda, did in one accord Weed & liquor always formulates my greatest nights I sit and contemplate what made it really feels like Always looking for what's next at a new height Never get too comfortable, new challenges a perfect sight Repeated cycles, I beat it, feel like I'm Michael In my city they gon jack son, maneuver for survival See the hate in my arrival Seen some friends turn into rivals Ironic, you get the feeling the competition's your idols And no I didn't make it, but I see it now Resonate with any crowd Don't tell me that you love me, shit just hold it down Listen with my ears, but it's followed by my heart Then my mind plays a part Tell a nigga where to start Do you feel this CNCT shit? Come get purified Do you feel this CNCT shit? Come get purified Do you feel this CNCT shit? Come get purified Father God save us for the times that we was set aside Do you feel this CNCT shit? Come get purified Do you feel this CNCT shit? Come get purified Do you feel this CNCT shit? Come get purified Father God save us for the times that we was set aside
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Written by: Leroy Collier, Ventine Richardson Jr.
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