REASON, Isaiah Rashad, Kembe X - Energize lyrics

I got the screw and the blunt
I got the good energize
I got the Blue Face, two A’s, hoo ray
Never complacent
Love me, more me, for me, plus out the base
Shit (yeah, yeah)
Since when, good raps, made home
Now out the basement

Yeah, yay, Soul took my time with this shit
Turned my time into dinners
Turned my soul into gold
Turned my winters to winning
But see this winning ain’t easy
Winning turned me to sinning
Turned that bottle to venting
Now my venting been spilling
All these lyrics so soulful
Turn these hoes into women
But sometimes women no fun
So tell those bitches what’s up
And bitches turn me polygamous
Now my girl she ain’t into it
Say this industry changed me could be right
See she knew me from
Straight out the basement
Now I done shapeshift used to be gracious
Look at the spaceship

Yeah, okay, okay, okay
The v hit was close up costa La No Stress
Four eyes, I’m juggling no job
I’m saving up protons
There’s platinum in both sides
It happens in no time my nigga was co-pi
It's lo-fi, at your spot the do’ knock

Okay okay, but please don’t walk into my crib
Without some screw and some blunts
All my hoes into jazz see
Some of my women hood
But pretend to be classy
I’m allergic to bullshit
You can’t sneak nothing passed me
I got the screw and the blunt
I got the good energize
I got the Blue Face, two A’s, hoo ray
Never complacent
Love me, more me, for me, plus out the base
Shit since when, good raps, made home
Now out the basement

Now everything I do is made you's break
Mastered my pump fake
Can’t tell weather my nose went
Numb or the funk fake
Vomit out my conscious on ya any given Sunday
If you in the huddle, you
Know we already won, uhh
Ten toes permanent to the cement
My peace forever
Me and my demons made an agreement
And talk ours ways on clearance
But silence is still the cheapest
My promises resemble a rental
I rarely keep it, uhh
Sleeper cell, sleeper agent
People’s favorite crazy child
From where violence tend to
Come with shots, uh, flagrant foul
They want pure
Are coming from the same heart they defile
I’m about to- I’m about to break it down
Wait, somebody knocking

Okay okay, but please don’t walk into my crib
Without some screw and some blunts
All my hoes into jazz see
Some of my women hood
But pretend to be classy
I’m allergic to bullshit
You can’t sneak nothing passed me
I got the screw and the blunt
I got the good energize
I got the Blue Face, two A’s, hoo ray
Never complacent
Love me, more me, for me, plus out the base
Shit since when, good raps, made home
Now out the basement