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Bro
by Curtis Rice
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Real life "say bro lemme hold something"
Heart froze is it?
Only time you cold wit it sick when ya nose running
Metaphors
Pours
Chored
Bored
Floored whores
Undefeated by a post
Timeline status got em ghost
Maybe you should flip ya verbal approach/
Now I'm impatient
Mixing these good intentions with tequila and manifestations
Occasional wishin
Half hearted wanting
Time for your spirit to make renovations
Wait if you hear it
you heard it before
Then you know that I don't like repeating myself
Removal
Don't need ya approval to be at yo table
Wait i'm seating my
Don't live a trap life
Won't front act like
Will never rap like you
Nah I stay wit it
Don't play wit it
Ok wit it
Ain't gotta get ready for the booth
Nah
Made a play for it
Won't stay for it
You can pay for it
No I ain't got no freebies
I got assist for the boards
But I ain't nobody's assistant
Say that shit freely
When you talk about what they don't wanna hear
They gon call you negative toxic
Circle of anxiety
I just learned how to box it
Surgical with the verses never botch it
Fake ain't a option
You enchanted
Never take the grateful for granted
Which means I can't let myself worry or panic
Some conversations just can't be recanted
Dammit of course
Now everybody got something for sale like they giving you new advice
They'll talk witcha then turn around and talk about you
Don't let em fool you twice
Gotta problem wit writing my wrongs
Don't care if they clout chasing for a bogus price
I ain't never gotta pre amp a bar conversation
I know that my focus right/
Bitch i'm the G.O.A.T
I'll start a fire then walk out that hoe just inhaling the smoke
Studio sessions don't need you to coach
Don't need ya weave, the weed, or the coke
Shall I proceed with ease
Nope
I'm on a mission to make it for me
All of them nights I was drunk off production & high off the passion to rap it for free
I had a key that broke off in the lock & I aint have a copy to get in the house
I was inside of my comfort zone & all I had was my confidence to get me out
For heavens sake if you running ya mouth & it aint about growth
You should get the hell out
Disable comments
Don't need yo opionions
All caps typing two pennies for clout
Bro
Online millionaires
Real life "say bro lemme hold something"
Heart froze is it?
Only time you cold wit it sick when ya nose running
Metaphors
Pours
Chored
Bored
Floored whores
Undefeated by a post
Timeline status got em ghost
Maybe you should flip ya verbal approach/
Now I'm impatient
Mixing these good intentions with tequila and manifestations
Occasional wishin
Half hearted wanting
Time for your spirit to make renovations
Wait if you hear it
you heard it before
Then you know that I don't like repeating myself
Removal
Don't need ya approval to be at yo table
Wait i'm seating my
Don't live a trap life
Won't front act like
Will never rap like you
Nah I stay wit it
Don't play wit it
Ok wit it
Ain't gotta get ready for the booth
Nah
Made a play for it
Won't stay for it
You can pay for it
No I ain't got no freebies
I got assist for the boards
But I ain't nobody's assistant
Say that shit freely
When you talk about what they don't wanna hear
They gon call you negative toxic
Circle of anxiety
I just learned how to box it
Surgical with the verses never botch it
Fake ain't a option
You enchanted
Never take the grateful for granted
Which means I can't let myself worry or panic
Some conversations just can't be recanted
Dammit of course
Now everybody got something for sale like they giving you new advice
They'll talk witcha then turn around and talk about you
Don't let em fool you twice
Gotta problem wit writing my wrongs
Don't care if they clout chasing for a bogus price
I ain't never gotta pre amp a bar conversation
I know that my focus right/
Bitch i'm the G.O.A.T
I'll start a fire then walk out that hoe just inhaling the smoke
Studio sessions don't need you to coach
Don't need ya weave, the weed, or the coke
Shall I proceed with ease
Nope
I'm on a mission to make it for me
All of them nights I was drunk off production & high off the passion to rap it for free
I had a key that broke off in the lock & I aint have a copy to get in the house
I was inside of my comfort zone & all I had was my confidence to get me out
For heavens sake if you running ya mouth & it aint about growth
You should get the hell out
Disable comments
Don't need yo opionions
All caps typing two pennies for clout
Bro