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Five Thirteen (feat. Spaceboifresh)
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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Matthew Levell Brown
Matthew Levell Brown
Songwriter
Gabriel Moore
Gabriel Moore
Songwriter
Jerry Noriega
Jerry Noriega
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Matthew Levell Brown
Matthew Levell Brown
Mastering Engineer
Gum$
Gum$
Producer
A Really Good Studio
A Really Good Studio
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Lyrics

Covert bro It's clear you cap She detached Then that her bad Poppa's got a plan to hatch Can't chase shit That's not swag All I need I attract My wants I attack With all my will Heir to throne Like my unc is yea Fresh you know the zip is sealed Not a spill Just the the drip Priceless You can't purchase this On top from a perch I pitch Some verbs obscure Cause nervousness Down to die and work it You should get some worship in Yea I had to think about it If you think about it You can do whatever if you think about it Just had to put my mind to it My grind to it Now every breath you take Resumes the move you make So dig deep and breathe deeper Stay away from them grim reapers Get in the game get out the bleachers They'll suck you dry like some damn leeches What's understood don't need a reason Bcuz we met you don't need a season These words are know Are from divine For the elitist Energy teachers Penalty reapers Because they won't value to learn The soul seekers The go getters The big dreaming wedding ringing caterpillars All up in they cocoon Blossom just like a house nigga Diplomatic Super Savage Hoochie mama's And pimping daddies Those boys down there watching rallies Get off the salad Sadly mistaken for that target practice This that shit that Get you out your comfort zone Don't want us to make it out Get you out your comfort zone This that shit that Get you out your comfort zone Don't want us to make it out But won't leave us the fuck alone Found an angel It just took sometime Had to get these hoes in line Can't play your part No role defined I been god In the shrine In the thick & In my prime If she thick then she mine You can't divide this divine All they got on us is time My shift beyond a nine to five I just take this strain in stride Wakanda baby This my pride I don't want my foes to die They need to see they ain't live Behind the wheel who down to ride You love me baby Match my drive Know I hunt I don't hide Lou Alcindor They all cinder blocks If they geek I eat a OP Love below Got her on speakerbox Sweating like its equinox I don't I rap I teach alot Aint equal They gon cease or rot I don't change or leak the plot Flow wet I got some seeds to pot They ain't believe They trust me not I bop & weave They mergers shots I channel him and learn from him Spit in they face I think I'm Pac Make a movie Make em watch Make miracles Write spirituals Straight off the cross Call out the cops No man can give My flesh a flaw Whatever dawg I'm wit it all That's how it is on the Shaw Fearless like a single mom I need praise They prey and prod On the ball can knock me off Heavens gate We at the top And got it locked Yea uh Covert bro It's clear you cap She detached Then that her bad Poppa's got a plan to hatch Can't chase shit That's not swag All I need I attract My wants I attack With all my will Heir to throne Like my unc is yea Fresh you know the zip is sealed Not a spill Just the the drip Priceless You can't purchase this On top from a perch I pitch Some verbs obscure Cause nervousness Down to die and work it You should get some worship in Yea
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