ONE DEGREE NORTH (feat. J. Ara)

Hold up I can really boom and bap I go crazy like I'm out at Duke where the students at K's in the trunk are no good if you lacking So we ride around with Glocks on our lap, facts I'll put some goons on your top and make you snap back Ain't got to pay them boys cause they know that I'm the bag And I be popping out at random times, ass crack And get your bitch wetter than her own bath mat That ain't the topic of discussion though Records hitting hard my career on concussion though Still on the couch I guess you niggas in your comfort zone I could call the dawgs off but I'm the type to run up score Checking at the door it never comes down wires We even make her take her bra off if it come with wires Cause niggas wise facts My spot is permanent that's why I'm so relaxed Even Marty McFly couldn't take it back Yeah wine sipping and fine living We celebrate the criminal and not the crime victim High spirits and night swimming In love with time, my time is money so I'll never kill it I'm proud of my brother he left this life alone But bitches and money money and bitches I'm on And my woman back at home who you tried to snitch to But she reply back like bitch R U Dumb?! I know what he's on I'm the one he push up on Ya'll think you fill his void but I got news bitch you don't Who you think he give his paper to, to fucking thumb He don't fly you out the country or put you through college She don't ask you ask you bitches questions Cause she really never gave a fuck She know ain't no other niggas doing half of what I'm doing And you can try to slide on her but good luck Cause every single night it's my dick on her butt nigga what But I didn't come from silver spooning My inner self be telling me you needed that to be you When I was down bad nobody but family had my back So I don't reply back when they say what you been up to But at least they know I'm up cause I done messed up But I hold my head up and now I'm checked up And you don't need no doctor just to point that out And you can tell I played receiver by my paper route I'm done donating advice for Goodwill only When I die cremate me so they can't look down on me Too many debating about who the best is When I hold Panhandle grip on the game I'm Destined I make music for niggas for who get bitches And wear their heart on their sleeve but leave blood on the leaves I'm way too shiesty for you to get it back period Cuz if I hit that purr she won't ever hear you Hopping out in my splendor making the views scenic Please no photos we enjoying this good evening Deep breaths in arenas they said he'd never breath in Suddenly haters busting uey's must be amnesia Want to see a dead body just go look in the booth I've got the heads of kings hanging up in the stu Don't hear that chatter I'm connected to a higher power They slept at 24 I'm on my 25th hour This legacy where we turn odds to monuments Cause I'm a product of loop holes and conduits And you can look at how I move and see the difference I ain't satisfied until I own the building Pass it down to my children I'm Coleco with the Vision Put my niggas on planes and yachts oh what a feeling Life minus the ceilings no inclusions or blemishes Inside of the stones the clarity so brilliant To legendary to sell out popping too much to sit down Nostalgia in my bars like the old jail downtown Now it's Mai Tai's in Nevada just to piss out Niggas will burn their bridge just to hate on this thing of ours Aye Zak look here's some keys from a don to another boss Trust will get you lined always watch for the double cross We kill ants with Mack trucks just to set the bar And gravity don't apply to niggas that's born stars The world is ours haha