Lyrics Mellow Drama - Blezs

Now we can settle this like you got some class
Or we can get into some gangster shit
Be cool baby

Let that shit play man I ain't in no Yurr mood or none of that
I ain't giving no shout outs when I'm on this

Faded
Why a motherfucker so faded
Alone feeling jaded Mary Janing runway
For the stresses in my brain
From me trying to find famous
And I'm not complaining
God amongst the lame men
But they want it in the lamens simple terms
Simple schemes using simple verbs
Talking about they flipping birds living in the burbs
What the fuck is that
Man today they call it real rap
And motherfuckers really feel that
You motherfuckers really feel that
I go against my team
And tell them I don't want to hear that
Swear all these Sirr and O
Pro conversations got my head aching
Special trying to make it
But I ain't trying to steal that
No offense like the Sanchez at quarterback
I only somewhat hear the critiques
Sound like you want me to go behind them
And that ain't me
And you know that
So why you ask for it
I'm the diamond in the rough mud coming off
Superhard even when I'm going soft
Got to walk it off
Don't expect for me to drop the ball
But don't try to tell a story you don't even know
See it from an angle you ain't really go
Let the people know
I bet our movement about to blow

And we bop like this (Classic)
And we smoke and we tote like this (Cool)
And we drink like this (Classic)
And we walk and we talk like this (Cool)
And we vibe like this (Classic)
And we ride and we die like this (Cool)
Imma die like this (Classic)
Imma die like this (Cool)

Zoned out
Why a motherfucker so zoned out
Date with destiny but I'm always getting fucked
Now temptation is a bitch I'm trying to hold out
What you know bout
Having good intentions in that war field I walk round
Shell of former self cause I calm down
And learned how to put my focus on myself
And lay my craft down
And they talk about
Why this nigga T don't never come out
But the homies don't get it
That we stuck up in the city
And the city never love
Only left me broke in desperate need of hugs
I never asked for them
All I ask for is a piece of mind
But there's always some plotting on a piece of mine
All these pretty please is shit I want to leave behind

And we bop like this (Classic)
And we smoke and we tote like this (Cool)
And we drink like this (Classic)
And we walk and we talk like this (Cool)
And we vibe like this (Classic)
And we ride and we die like this (Cool)
Imma die like this (Classic)
Imma die like this (Cool)