Songtexte Self-Care: Seamlessly Crafted - Echezona

Yeah
Damn it's been a minute
Yeah
Uh
Temperature dropping
Bodies are dropping like flies
When are you dropping?
They anxious for a reply
Soon as I figure out what's making all these teardrops fall down
Is it the cold or just the pain from last night's fallout?
Thoughts in my head, she and her friends got it dumb crowded
Lost in her intelligence, she's leaving me dumbfounded
In her mind, I remain destitute
With nothing left to do but right heavy tunes in this empty room

(Temperature dropping) I'm too fly to catch the flu
(When are you dropping?) The answer is very soon
Once I'm in a better mood
This can't just be therapeutic for me when it was always meant for you

Self care

Ayo Clark, let's switch it up on 'em one time
Let's take 'em to church!

Yeah
E-C to the H-E, and nobody do it better, huh?
Aw yeah
Got Clark with me, got Young Rob with me
Hey
Uh, chopped the top off
Another goal on the bucket list is crossed off
The fit made its debut at the crosswalk
And I got all the juice to make all these cars honk
The former lost cause gettin' eyed by these hot broads

That's how they say they itchin' for small talk
If they weren't asking to borrow the hot spot
The chances of hearing from 'em are off by a long shot

Dress for me, flex with ease, yes indeed, effortlessly
Ain't tripping on it if it ain't meant for me
Ain't tripping on it if it ain't meant for me
Oh I

Dress for me, flex with ease, yes indeed, effortlessly
Ain't tripping on it if it ain't meant for me
Ain't tripping on it if it ain't meant for me
Oh Lord

I told my guys, I'm blessed to see another day here
My demise is when niggas won't know how to play fair
So when I die, make sure you remind everyone who didn't ride

That they chose a side and to stay there
Escort shorty from the pulpit
If she at the funeral crying on some bullshit
She always said that she would split
How she gon' question what caused it all like she ain't the culprit?

But fuck all that!
I'm alive and well
Got em' screamin "Fuck!' that I'm alive
And well?
That's their own headache, so what?
No I'm not petty, I'm Echezona
I've been taking my ass to the gym
Lifting weights, you know what I'm saying?
Going in on the treadmill

The biggest critics stuck in the bed still!
You feel what I'm saying?
This shit for all the dreamers
This shit for all the believers, nigga
All from the heart, you dig?
Mattapan, Dorchester, stand the fuck up!

Whoo!
Used to hate hearing that I was cocky back in the day
I was fueling myself

You let these fuckboys eat
And they'll dessert you with nothing but scraps in the plate
It's a slap in the face, gotta beat 'em to the punch
Put the youngins on game, so I'm treating 'em to lunch
Everyone ain't gon' do it the way you done it

And if it is was right, that oughta tell you something
Fuck!

(That's how you feel?)
(That's how you feel?)
You know how this shit go, man!
We gotta take it to the next one, let's calm it down!
(Aight, let's calm it down!)

Yeah
Please don't say it's over

Girl, it's not over
No I'm not desperate, I'm just looking for closure
Phone call, text, or let's just sit on the sofa
Let's be grown and work this shit out
Please don't say it's over
Girl, it's not over
Won't start begging, I'ma keep my composure
Phone call, text, or let's just sit on the sofa

Let's be grown and work this shit out

It's high time you look in the mirror, and you ask yourself
Truthfully, do you see you and me?
Don't ever choose for me, what you want? Who you need?
Feel like you're losing me
Let's call a spade a spade, these are the games you play
Russian Roulette with my heart on the day to day
Wouldn't bring up the past, if you had made the change
If you gon' stay the same, can't be afraid to skate

Please don't say it's over
Girl, it's not over

No I'm not desperate, I'm just looking for closure
Phone call, text, or let's just sit on the sofa
Let's be grown and work this shit out
Please don't say it's over
Girl, it's not over
Won't start begging, I'ma keep my composure
Phone call, text, or let's just sit on the sofa
Let's be grown and work this shit out

(That's why you don't put your eggs in one basket)
Right, right, right
But here's what I'm bout to do tho, peep

I'm finna get racks and spend it all on me
Yeah I'm in the mood to hit the mall all week
It took me a while but I can cop those jeans

Floss OD, y'all know me, aye

A bad bitch gon' see what I'm worth
And curve 'em all to come and follow me
I'm at the crib, come and get this work
I'll never get off, you know a boss don't sleep

Tell your R&B nigga with a six-pack
I ain't with the chit-chat, we can really get that
Say the wrong words, it'll really get em bitch slapped

Please don't forget that
And that goes for promoters tryna act big funny
Always tryna fuck around with my gig money
You want your head in a hole, or a hole in your head?
You better dig dummy!

E-C to the H-E, and nobody do it better, huh?

I'm finna get racks and spend it all on me
Yeah I'm in the mood to hit the mall all week
It took me a while but I can cop those jeans
Floss OD, y'all know me, aye
A bad bitch gon' see what I'm worth
And curve 'em all to come and follow me
I'm at the crib, come and get this work
I'll never get off, you know a boss don't sleep

Stop telling me to cool it
When I need to blow some steam off, it offends me
Stop telling me I need to be delivered, that shit sends me
Prayed on by all these foes, it'll put you in a frenzy
Niggas hear about my woes and dismiss em
Confusing 'em with the ones that Drake ran through the 6 with
Like they were never meant to tear me down
If you don't give me space in this room to vent, I'ma air it out
That's how wild it gets
I'm tired of hearing it ain't that deep from niggas standing in the shallow end
I hate a false ass narrative run by an odd ass character
Knowing the energy ain't the same when they turn off that camera
I hate that I don't neglect the negligent, or ignore the ignorant

But oppose the opposite of the latter I mentioned, it
Doesn't make sense and I'm starting to see the deficit
I flush when you don't see what my worth is
Pissed off about being number two as a priority
And being told, "That's just that shit that you're in"
These hands ain't washed at all
Everything fun and games in the head
Until I knock it off, muh'fucker!
Ain't no deep breaths, ain't no hitting the reset, nigga!

Ain't no de-stress, ain't no trying to pretend, nigga!
I said before, a boss don't sleep
That's why I'm wide awake overthinking
Everything that's wrong on me, damn!
Whole lot of pressure to measure, it ain't nothing to treasure
Reality is on E, and they wanna call me extra
Et cetera, et cetera, et cetera
Shit

Yeah
E-C to the H-E, and nobody do it better, huh?
Aye
This for all the times
When you know you don't wanna do it

But you know that you gotta do it
This for all the times
When you know you don't wanna do it
But you know that you gotta do it

You spoke of hitting that quota into existence
That's a quotable, nigga
All I sing is Chief Keef for them people around you
You should know the drill, nigga
Cut them off if need be, otherwise you're planting that seed
Cut them off if need be, otherwise you're planting that seed
I hit Mill on the cellphone, I hit Fresh on the cellphone
On the FaceTime
I hit Dame on the cellphone, I hit Eddie on the cellphone
They the main guys
They would say the same thing if I was you
I won't lie to you, baby
Worst thing you could do is take the backseat
To the problems driving you crazy, aye

(You better get up close)
Uh
Man, oh man
This one's called "Real Energy"
I ain't even rapping on this one, I just wanna
Spread my love to everybody
Who's always showing real energy
First and foremost, God, thank you
You know what I'm saying? Always
I know you be lookin' at me sometimes like
"If you don't get your shit together..."
Gotta shoutout my brother Clark D
I appreciate you, man, these beats go crazy
I had to (Yurrr) I had to, what up, dawg?
This one's for the culture
Dad, what up, man?
I know you're probably not gonna listen to this
But that's okay
Just know I'm tryna bring the money home
Mom, what's up?
I'ma call you back, I just, uh...
I just, uh... got a lot of stuff goin' on
Noni, what up!
I love you
Chi!
My best friend, what up, lil bruh
You know what I'm saying?
Big bro be goin' through it sometimes but
Know that I'm doin' this so that y'all can be aight
Let me check my call log real quick, uh
I gotta make a few thank you's
Shoutout my dawg DJ, what up, brother?
Love you, bro.
Thank you for all the... this nigga Clark talkin' smack!
Shoutout my brother Eddie, what up!
That's my dawg, he gon' keep it real, real energy
My guy Mill, my guy Fresh, what up!
OG's, Zoohill family
Shoutout Yvonne, love you
Yo extend the beat, bro
Extend the beat while I still got time, bro
Extend that beat
Extend that beat, you can do that, right?
Ya nah mean? People gotta, you know
We gotta show some love to these people
Who else?
Shoutout Helen, I just spoke to her the other day
I gotta call her back though, you know what I'm saying?
There we go, there we go, I like that, ya nah mean?
Shoutout, um, shoutout my man Mike
Mike Martinez, I know he's somewhere
Waiting on this shoutout, so he finally got it
Ya nah mean?
My man Deion just walked into the room, shoutout to him too
(NexxtUp)
My girl Jaycee, what's up?
She out here killin it at Temple, I'm tryna have fun too
I gotta get up to Philly
Uh, shoutout NexxtUp, NexxtUp, the brand
Shoutout Deion
What's up? Who else? (The Naija boys)
(The Nigerians, bro?)
To Nigerians! Shoutout to the Nigerians, man
One time, my bad, start it over, bro?
(The whole thing?!)
The whole thing!
(You're bugging, I'm not starting shit over)
No but wait, wait!
There's gonna be somebody I forget!
(Bro listen, just keep going right now, bro)
Keep going? Aight
Uh, who else?
(They don't wanna listen.)
Uh, right right right right
They're gonna probably skip this anyway

(What about your man, Uche Flex?)
Who?
Huh? (Uche Flex?)
Yeah, shoutout Uche
Oooooh snap, I almost forgot, my brother Vic!
What up Vic! Vic, I love you
My nephew bout to be born soon
I love you bro, shoutout you and Jenny
(Rick Aggeler?)
Shoutout Rick, maaaan!
Rick got me in this shit
(What about Devin?)
Shoutout DF too, man, that's the guy
Shoutout Blue Hill, the Zoo, grrrraah!
(Any shorties you wanna give a special shoutout to?)
Oh whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa!
(For doubting you, dubbin' you, doing you wrong?)
I don't, I don't need that energy on here
(Aight, aight man)
But hold up

And shoutout Self Care, yo
And understand, like
Like make sure you take care of yourself
When you wake up in the morning, brush your teeth
Wash your armpits, you know, get, and and and, and pray
Get rid of all that negat--en--
Negative energy that you had from yesterday
(Nigga said nege-nege-ne)
Nege-nege balls in your mouth!
And and and, and listen, and listen y'all, like
(Come on bro, there's kids listening!)
You gotta, you gotta, you gotta take...
Yo, with all the shit you was saying in this song!
Nah, you gotta take care of your mind
Take care of your spirit
Take care of your body
And like, that's what Self Care is about
You know, and shoutout to Eche for blacking on this
Um, you know, and and the story continues
I mean, this is a legend in the making and watch
You know, one day, I'll be able to tell my kids that
Um, I helped some poor homeless kid have studio time
For the first time
(This nigga Clark D tryna get crazy!)
Aight yo, we need to clock the fuck out, bro
(One love, brother!)
Self Care
(Yessir)