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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kipp Stone
Performer
Brandon Foster
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Brandon Foster
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Kipp Stone
Producer
Aidan Sigel-Bruse
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
They're not against rap
We're not against rappers
But we are against those thugs (thugs, thugs, thugs)
Hit a point where the air so thin in the sky niggas can't breathe
Ima bathe in the light I done made few tweaks that you can't see
Treat a win like a loss beating off my demons nigga pause
Hate to be lost in the cause, lost in the sweet baby
Rusty 380, shoot or keep aiming, score or be traded
That's the equation fading my flame I make a wish baby
Ex a bitch out forever erase em', sip my tea peaceful
Ketamine state we blessed to ages over 18, 18th of propane
15th of that drank the wisdom I crave could never be wasted
Ancestral vibe the recipe ancient pest in peace
I the rest of me vacant ego must die the soul
Came off of the bench bet you grow by talking to him
Broken soul like a orphan lead in my thoughts wit gold
That I'm fostering in soft when he spoke and a cuddle won't kill him
But it's best that you know that he far from a bitch
I been tryna go mansa musa had a solo cup for my change jar
Bite the bullet like Daffy Duck when the game was crooked I was playing ball
Apocalyptic when the profit mention I'll bomb the building won't save y'all
I'll take it farther than Moses over dose boy prognosis my trademark
I'm brave heart that slave talk don't resonate
Best to let it fall like a feather innocence killer when it penetrate
Let it settle in bet you end up dead from the neck up when it detonate
Real path like scribble scrabble chicken scratch had to set the record straight
Count the seconds till we elevate prosthetic feelings I should medicate
Might hit the ceiling when I feel enraged my vision bigger didn't fit the cage
Hit the vibe with venom I resuscitate should I get the blicky or go light the sage
Like mile a minute mental on usain nigga mind sprinting I'm in better shape
I could spit a inch and prolly hit insane
18 the hard way
Triple six eight nine what would God say (God say)
Keep a dick to your mind fuck what y'all think (y'all think)
You was acting like a bitch out in broad day
I'mma keep it simple this time
18 the hard way
Triple six eight nine what would God say
Keep a dick to your mind fuck what y'all think
You was acting like a bitch out in broad day
You was acting like a bitch out in broad day
You was acting like a bitch out in broad day
Out in, out in, out in broad day
You was acting like a bitch out in-
Saying to much and not saying enough is the same to me
Told me to manifest they don't wanna live in no fantasy
I kept it one from the dribble so how is you mad at me
Shit ain't no movie but niggas been acting like family
I hate to tell you but I never been in no love boy
I'm the hills trying not to look like a mud boy
Doing the most feel like it's never enough
Back on the bus humble as fuck not 'cause I wanna be shit is a must
Sucker for love sucker for hope seconds from ending up back on the dope
Back in the trenches and going for broke
Passion unlimited matching my energy
Imagine them finishing Kipp at the store
Can't even walk down 10-9, I'm taking the long way to the crib
Shouldn't have sold my baby nine (fuck)
18 the hard way
Triple six eight nine what would God say (God say)
Keep a dick to your mind fuck what y'all think (y'all think)
You was acting like a bitch out in broad day (broad day)
18 the hard way
Triple six eight nine what would God say
Keep a dick to your mind fuck what y'all think
You was acting like a bitch out in broad day
You was acting like a bitch out in broad day
You was acting like a bitch out in broad day
Out in, out in, out in broad day
You was acting like a bitch out in- (bitch out in, bitch out in)
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