Lyrics:
Youngsters back then tryna hit box sets
DVD's or the blue ray fame
Next big thing in my duvet stains
Considering all of my flaws
I could just blow out
that ooh ahh sound
I'ma push up on ya slow
Get ya right by the end of the night
Do something sweet
Like massage ya feet
And put Pretty Ricky cd
heard at some point in life
Told my demons that "I gotta survive"
I got great things ahead in my life
Don't come into mine if you killing the vibe
poetic genius
My thread of conscious
Handcrafted by the hands of a seamstress
Black atom, my mathematics
Defines quantum physics
This is gold metal rap
I
spinning like dvd's
I remember back then they wasn't rating me
Now they envy me
Why is always me
I'm on the block with shh and shh
And this mandem are fully
Why I gotta take things personal?
Woah
My homegirl told me I should probably learn to meditate
In my early twenties I used to self medicate
Psychedelic
the secne
Remember Dtae got caught he aint rat or say a thing yea
Big box tv's yeah we kept them dvd's yeah
Red opp dead opp know some real OG's
I know my
sweet nostalgia
Hey, I swear that it's all working out
Wait, I thought that I'd be happy by now
Bury me in DVD's that push all the pain down
Down, down,
like I'm UGK
Asshole by nature like my name was Trae
And I don't gang-bang, I patrol the game
And what I'm representing here is putting holes in
coat
Where's my bread, sucka?
Grab ya by the throat
Callin' all cars, one-adam-twelve
Pretty ass nigga, you better stick yourself
Militant, don't
And by the way, you rappin' Nigga's,
I don't like you neitha'.
I mean, "either," proper gramma',
Pop a camera, man on that rap, DVD propaganda.
Yeah,
And by the way, you rappin' Nigga's,
I don't like you neitha'.
I mean, "either," proper gramma',
Pop a camera, man on that rap, DVD propaganda.
Yeah,
home and family
And you tell me you aint't got no DVD
I say you tell me you ain't got no DVD
It costs too much to drive your SUV
It takes too long
(Verse 1)
Looking past the window
Of my soul
I’m sitting by the phone
Constantly alone
Waiting for a call
Any call at all
It Feels like
better back the fuck back before I fuck you up
This that Hip Hop shit
This is that Smack DVD's not no Tik Tok shit
This that black timb boots ain't no flip
Insanity, DVD, how I stretch 'em out
What the stress about? INS best out
Fact, you knew that before he left the house
Fresh at the produce section
Gaze at my
making paper, still we having fun
I hope by now it's proven, Nate and Warren G
Tightest combination in the industry
Here comes another one
I can see us
and span
I ride 28 inches on my creepy black van
And you can catch me posted up down by the trailer park
I'm selling bootleg movies from noon to dark
But
shit
I use to write
My songs on DVD's
(Yeah)
I'm the bad guy
That got some bitches
On their knees
Bad man ting
Cause I'm busy
Puffing on some tree
Yeah
this rough patch, by hook or by crook
Things will look much better when I take a second look
So, drop the big ball, I'm celebrating
My new outlook
Thinkin' back to when my life was most confusin'
Weaved together place to place by anime and cartoons then
Doors locked, no one home, hop the fence,
to find them
We had no DVD
No internet
No BBD
Not a thousand different channels on TV
No 5G panels
We made friends
And you are one of them
You are one
[PC Speaker]
Fuck the M-P-double-A comin' straight out the underground
A young pirate got it bad cause I'm down,
Loadin' DVDs like a motherfuckin'
a dream
College wasn't really my thing
My father wanted me to have a college degree
Compton was his home, wanted more for me
I couldn't face him, when I
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