Earl Sweatshirt, Domo Genesis - Knight lyrics
[Earl Sweatshirt, Domo Genesis - Knight lyrics]
Guess with a few exceptions, yeah
I'm living honest
Except I promised my momma that
I would finish college
Started chasing profit sorry ma
I ain't forget about it but if money evil
I'm hoping that you could see
Through all the drama
And watch me get these dollars
And my ambition burn so hot
It's like I'm bleeding lava
Haters be pleading me to stop
But I don't even bother
Though my approach is seeming awkward
I could see it proper
See success and I just see the fact
That I don't need a father
Doms hotter than the drop
Of Harry Potter shit
Pedal to the metal, high level
Full-throttle shit
Still searching for reasons why
Niggas ain't acknowledge this
I'm lost in an era where
Real shit does not exist
I need the sway of things
I'm everyday cooling it i'm getting blazed
Laughing at the way they overdoing shit
I'm just a old soul sticking
To a newer script
I guess I got to prove this shit
I'm truly too legit to quit
I'd like to send a shout to
The fathers that didn't raise us
To every old hater, now unable to say much
To critics doing dirty with comments
A nigga paid for an apartment
Yesterday off some songs I
Haven't yet made up black Cressida, pay up
Bars going hard as the ashtray
Where I place guts
Shouts to the eses who paid pesos to play us
Riding in the barrio
Huff and puff blowing kush
In Huf clothing articles
Kenny rolling blunts got us
Stuck like a barnacle
To the bottom of your shit
Ironic cause the audio
As nautical as ships, look momma, look momma
Look, your product is legit, I promise
Honest this karma got me balling up my fist
'Til I demolish your clique, pardon the clips
I am honestly as bomb as it gets
Regardless of who is talking, I'm farming
Harvesting hit's
Just me and Domo and lit marijuana
To split between two of us
Rocking boxes easy as warming
Some ramen noodles up
So, searching for a way to state it right
Young, black, and jaded
Vision hazy strolling through the night
I'm living honest
Except I promised my momma that
I would finish college
Started chasing profit sorry ma
I ain't forget about it but if money evil
I'm hoping that you could see
Through all the drama
And watch me get these dollars
And my ambition burn so hot
It's like I'm bleeding lava
Haters be pleading me to stop
But I don't even bother
Though my approach is seeming awkward
I could see it proper
See success and I just see the fact
That I don't need a father
Doms hotter than the drop
Of Harry Potter shit
Pedal to the metal, high level
Full-throttle shit
Still searching for reasons why
Niggas ain't acknowledge this
I'm lost in an era where
Real shit does not exist
I need the sway of things
I'm everyday cooling it i'm getting blazed
Laughing at the way they overdoing shit
I'm just a old soul sticking
To a newer script
I guess I got to prove this shit
I'm truly too legit to quit
I'd like to send a shout to
The fathers that didn't raise us
To every old hater, now unable to say much
To critics doing dirty with comments
A nigga paid for an apartment
Yesterday off some songs I
Haven't yet made up black Cressida, pay up
Bars going hard as the ashtray
Where I place guts
Shouts to the eses who paid pesos to play us
Riding in the barrio
Huff and puff blowing kush
In Huf clothing articles
Kenny rolling blunts got us
Stuck like a barnacle
To the bottom of your shit
Ironic cause the audio
As nautical as ships, look momma, look momma
Look, your product is legit, I promise
Honest this karma got me balling up my fist
'Til I demolish your clique, pardon the clips
I am honestly as bomb as it gets
Regardless of who is talking, I'm farming
Harvesting hit's
Just me and Domo and lit marijuana
To split between two of us
Rocking boxes easy as warming
Some ramen noodles up
So, searching for a way to state it right
Young, black, and jaded
Vision hazy strolling through the night