SiR - Genius Freestyle 022 lyrics
[SiR - Genius Freestyle 022 lyrics]
I play my music loud
I hope my neighbors love Kendrick and
Kanye and Andre 3 Thou
I’m high, I might roll up again
My my how time flies when OG is
All you blow in the wind
I’m in, such a pretty predicament
Sit back and laugh
No way that I could’ve predicted it
I mix the gas with a little MDMA
And if my math is correct
It just might equal belligerent
May take a drive if I got no where to go
Love gettin’ higher than high and
Ridin’ lower than low
Got a Jamaican sittin’ in the passenger seat
She all up in her feelings but we
Chillin’ as we ride to the beat
Honor student with some Grade A kush
I love my women with a little
Bit of Bebe in ‘em i still live in the hood
And everyday is a mission
I put it all in my lyrics
I know you say that you hear ‘em
But are you listenin’?
It’s so important I find my way back to orbit
The stars are callin’, I’ve fallen
I can’t ignore it hope you accept it or
Better yet understand it
Now granted, I didn’t plan it
I just landed on this planet
Young SiR, my conversation is my occupation
If you find your way to pressin’ play
I’ll linger in your head for hours
Kinda sour cause you thought your favorite
Rapper comin’ wit it but he didn’t
Now you feel like I might kill him any day
Well, anyhow, feelin’ proud
Went on out and bought myself a new chain
Mobbin’ through the city feelin’ pretty
With my new thang
Showin’ all these hatin’ ass niggas
How we do thangs we live in a time where
Money’s the only motivation
So I’m gettin’ mine
My mind ain’t on the competition
Keep it on the grind
I ride the rail and exhale
Swear I got a story to tell
But are you listenin’?
I hope my neighbors love Kendrick and
Kanye and Andre 3 Thou
I’m high, I might roll up again
My my how time flies when OG is
All you blow in the wind
I’m in, such a pretty predicament
Sit back and laugh
No way that I could’ve predicted it
I mix the gas with a little MDMA
And if my math is correct
It just might equal belligerent
May take a drive if I got no where to go
Love gettin’ higher than high and
Ridin’ lower than low
Got a Jamaican sittin’ in the passenger seat
She all up in her feelings but we
Chillin’ as we ride to the beat
Honor student with some Grade A kush
I love my women with a little
Bit of Bebe in ‘em i still live in the hood
And everyday is a mission
I put it all in my lyrics
I know you say that you hear ‘em
But are you listenin’?
It’s so important I find my way back to orbit
The stars are callin’, I’ve fallen
I can’t ignore it hope you accept it or
Better yet understand it
Now granted, I didn’t plan it
I just landed on this planet
Young SiR, my conversation is my occupation
If you find your way to pressin’ play
I’ll linger in your head for hours
Kinda sour cause you thought your favorite
Rapper comin’ wit it but he didn’t
Now you feel like I might kill him any day
Well, anyhow, feelin’ proud
Went on out and bought myself a new chain
Mobbin’ through the city feelin’ pretty
With my new thang
Showin’ all these hatin’ ass niggas
How we do thangs we live in a time where
Money’s the only motivation
So I’m gettin’ mine
My mind ain’t on the competition
Keep it on the grind
I ride the rail and exhale
Swear I got a story to tell
But are you listenin’?