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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Rondall S Taylor
Rondall S Taylor
Songwriter
Evan Cruz
Evan Cruz
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Evan Cruz
Evan Cruz
Producer

Lyrics

Times make it hard for me to trust ****
Always made it bout dem never us ****
I'm the next rap act that's gon bus ****
Trey eight special
Let it touch ****
Wonder why the coppers never fuck wit us
This the simple shit that captivate the mind
I spit it wit duality this shit I say sublime
I never had assiastance writing my rhymes
And I don't care if I go plat
The rap game is broke back
So facts
All I do is lay back and smoke tracks
**** always bringing up my old rap
I sold cracks
I'm just tryna change the tide **** get the flow back
I'm just tryna see the bigger picture like a kodak
Or nikon
A fuji film
A sony
Or a cannon
I live a decent life but I don't be understandin
When shit was fucked up
They ain't even put a hand in
When I needed smoke
They ain't even put a gram in
But I say
I'm just tryna find a way
That I could really fly away
I roll up and light a jay
I don't really know what else to say
Then I came back
Had to sit listen to these lames rap
Same crap
**** in the media they blame trap
It ain't that
All the music nowaday it ain't wack
Never hear me spit up on a track if it ain't facts
Only fucking wit her if her ass fat
That's cap
I really like the shortys into art
Shit is abstract
Tryna make some money off my publishing in ascap
Nuggas always throwing rubbish saying that's rap
That ain't hiphop
Wen will this shit stop
Wait untill my shit pop
Wait untill piff drop
Yall time is running out
I ain't relying on no tiktok
I'm used to paying bills by relying on a zip lock
Damn I got this shit locked
My favorite rapper big
But coogz used to pick pac
That other shit is kids bop
Piff shit hip hop
Written by: Evan Cruz, Rondall S Taylor
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