Abstract, Dylan Reese - Counterfeit lyrics

[Abstract, Dylan Reese - Counterfeit lyrics]

I ain't really fuckin' with the energy
Bitch, I'm really who they all pretend to be
Symbol inked up on the
Fans when I'm overseas
Squad linked up, flexin' with the synergy
I know that I got a lot of enemies
But I never met 'em in the flesh
How the hell you wastin' all your breath
On somebody you ain't ever met?
If you sittin' at it
What you bringin' to it?
That's some table manners
Tell me why you matter
Gotta mind my business 'cause
My mind a business
Trick is I could flex it off a zero fitness
See, I flip the physics
This is not a scrimmage
See, it's quite exquisite
I came out the frigid
See, I had a vision, turned it to a mission
Off of zero gimmicks
Who else got the digit's? I'm

A real life killer with the flows (Oh yeah)
Came up plottin' with the bros (Oh yeah)
Quick flip, switchin' through the modes
(Oh yeah)
Kickflip, ollie, adios (Oh yeah)
Cruisin' through your town for
The crown sayin'
"What up?"
If we got a show and you down, better pull up
Came a long way from the days no one knew us
Remember showin' up
They would look right through us

You can't tell me shit
I'm too well-equipped
Pulled up full of all the skills
That you could never get
At a time like this
I just mind my bis'
Count my blessings, count my wins
Y'all seem counterfeit

Never gettin' it, veteran with the etiquette
Beef irrelevant
Evidence never piercin' my skeleton
Lyrics made to be militant
Spirit bound in benevolence
Head is up with the mission is
Heart is sendin' the messages
You cut corners, I cut slack, I cut ties
For half-ass, give no pass I'm that guy
Ring leader, a brain feeder with both feet up
Beat speaker, the chorus eater
The game need us
Salary on a balcony 'cause I been above
Pain been turnin' to money trees
Off of what it was
Need a hoe if you tryna garden and get it dug
Now I'm guarded but sproutin'
Into a better love
Godmode, I manifest then explode
So cold to my foes, my ex knows
Fall back, you've been lapped
It ain't close
Break in, I slam doors then change codes

Y-y-y'all don't wanna see me switch up
When I get to spazzin'
It's too hard to differentiate
The real from plastic
And that's so tragic (Oh yeah)
Please remind yourself you dealin'
With a savage
Woo!

Real life, killer with the flows (Oh yeah)
Came up plottin' with the bros (Oh yeah)
Quick flip, switchin' through the modes
(Oh yeah)
Kickflip, ollie, adios (Oh yeah)
Cruisin' through your town for
The crown sayin'
"What up?"
If we got a show and you down, better pull up
Came a long way from the days no one knew us
Remember showin' up
They would look right through us

You can't tell me shit
I'm too well-equipped
Pulled up full of all the skills
That you could never get
At a time like this
I just mind my bis'
Count my blessings, count my wins
Y'all seem counterfeit, uh

Actin' like you like it when you need some
But I will never stop until the deed's done
I might finesse a threesome
With karma and crash, I need some
But I gotta make sure both those good
You can keep both yours, ain't no good
These days I worry 'bout nothin'
Each way, I know we got this
Been way too long in the makin'
This thing is ours for the takin'
Counterfeit conversations
Who do you think you playin' with?
I see right through it, keep it movin'
That's not welcome here
You translucent, we transparent
Let me make that clear

You can't tell me shit
I'm too well-equipped
Pulled up full of all the skills
That you could never get
At a time like this
I just mind my bis'
Count my blessings, count my wins
Y'all seem counterfeit

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