Khary, Sylvan LaCue, Lege Kale - Find Me (Remix) lyrics

Oh what do we have here
I am exactly where I said
I would be last year
My girl got an ass softer than cashmere
Thought I'd put that out there
Alright I'll stop fucking around

A hundred thousand dollars gets
You nowhere nigga
Dreaded niggas used to fill the
Block where I was from
Mrs. Shell used to tell me
Never go there nigga
Miami, with the palm trees, breeze
And the girlies keep the genis like
They sisters with no tears nigga
Fuck it, I won't even go there with ya
All jokes aside I'll go Colbert witcha
If it wasn't for my sense of
Understanding and my humble personality
I'd probably get to mobbing on the set


My man caught 20 and a charge
He was riding with a tech
Having problems tryna find and
Give him checks
Mama, like granny, living on it too
Be so proud of me for heading to the west
You know we riding to the death
Stress (woah) don't even get me started
I ain't even close to going retarded
Still starving
Used to be with some niggas that
I thought was for the callin'
Called it "Charlie in the party"
Blindsided could've called it
Funny how these niggas jump
Ship and swim back
Khary couldn't have said it better I
Just never would've thought it
Troubles of an artist
Fuck it
Crying over spilled milk never put
A banquet on the table
Proved that I could do it when
They said I wasn't able
Only got me charged up
I ain't even need a cable
Good Lord
Don't fuck around and get hurt nigga
(don't do it nigga)
KD, Based God, curse niggas
Wise Wise Wise Wise Wise, till I die brody
Just sign on me
Don't lie on me (don't do it)
Sleep is the cousin of - nah homie
Then reply homie
That's code and ethics, please respect it
They can't change how the flows perfected
Breath stays the same
Still cold and reckless
Niggas with no bread on the road to metrics
Men lie, women lie, numbers lie too
The only lies I've been told blindly
So I'm on my way to truth nigga
You will not find me

When I was young
They told me don't look to the sun
You'll go blind
Or maybe they were scared I'd find
Out I could run
Got oxygen inside my lungs
In a 3-point stance
So when they shoot that fucking gun
You will not find me
(When my album drops)
You will not find me
(When I leave the dock)
You will not find me
(Punching in a clock)
You will not find me
(When the kicking rocks)
You will not find me

In High school
I wouldn't listen to Lil Wayne, cause
Money over bitches just seemed
A little profane
Till I realized all the girls that
I liked were really bitches
So
Ever since that moment I've
Been rapping kinda different
Born on the 28th
I'm a Libra play it safe
And kill all the competition
Make sure no one gets to race
Like I said in my other song (boy)
Who the fuck are you?
Don't keep pillows on my bed
So I don't get too comfortable
I don't owe you shit
Ain't believe in me
Everybody wants you when you're gold
We got that C3P
Gotta fight for your right
Like the Beastie Bs
Angel in the dust like PCP
Tryna sell out in the MSG
Tryna stay away from the MSG
Diabetes in my family
Gotta live to see a Grammy
Tried to shit on me but
Didn't wash your hands
So I ain't taking shit you hand me
That's my modus operandi
I'm a savage, call me Randy
Fill my cup, call me Stanley
Due to proper planning
(You will not find me)

I mean
I mean I told you you wouldn't find me
I just I went off the grid
I was just grinding
Yeah

Wasn't looking for the captain
Back then well
You will not find a nigga
X marks the spot yeah I'm grinding nigga
I ain't met Diddy yet, I am not no bad boy
Never been locked up but
I'm still shining nigga
Me and Lege Kale like megazords
Combining niggas
This is not a scam or
Credit card declining niggas
Whiskey on the rocks
So you gonna have to lime a nigga
I don't really fuck around with
Amy ass whiny niggas
I'm gonna make it, I'm gonna make it
Used to rap on that computer
Mic in that basement
Back in the basement
Swear you knew me from before
But I cannot place it
I cannot place it
Wait, wait that was you hating
How you still hating?
Bruh I am amazing
They moving so fast I got nausea
I mean a nigga just got back from Austria
On my own, did a show front of thousands
Crazy
Dropped out of college in Boston
Bruh, you ego tripping but you
Call it bossin' up
Would be famous but I do not floss enough
What is that cost-ria
I ain't get cuffed for the winter
Made a mixtape for the summer let it simmer
(ah)

You will not find me
You will not find me
You will not find me, yeah