Lyrics Whippin' (feat. HulliOnTheBeat) - Larry Coleman 2020

My nine to five
It's just better sittin' wastin' time
Flippin' coins and pushups I ain't ever know to waste a line
My poppa was hot head. baby boy was pushin' dimes
Searchin for a jail cell
Exposure sealed in overtime
Left me cold lonely by the age I was two
Being punished for the things that would eventually do!
He busted shots!
So I swing at em and stuck em like glue
I was backed against a wall so what the fuck do ya do?
All I needed was just one mic
A bitch that's down to ride for me and hold me in the lime light
Supports me when I rhyme write
Once upon a time when I was finally found
Only blunts and HulliOnTheBeat were calming me down

I'm feelin' faded turn the radio down
I'll he whippin' steady grippin' at the speed of the sound

Whippin like I'm Free
Whip it like I eat
Whip it like treat
Whip it like a beast
I just say my peace
Like the prince of peace
It's my time to speak...
Whippin' like a lease

Witness as my downfall and a lifetime of trouble passed
I know there's more to God
Than wearing lifestyles in bubble baths
Industry promotes all these bubble wraps; I know the math
History important cause presidents is on the cash

Got everything I wanted then I fade into the silence
I know what its like, to wanna die I'm Billy Eilish
I'm violent, I try sleep and all I hear is sirens
Y'all don't wanna hear these secrets buried deep inside these eyelids
I'm smiling, cause I just grew to bloom evaded Violence
Whippin onna rental for the mileage you know my style is
One part the other part remarkable
The other parts in unstoppable
I press release an album that's uncoppable (yuk)

I'm like a nomad... lived a life that's so sad
Now I'm striking back and Ima menace and I know that
I'm top degree in masonry
Raised in streets with burglary
I know my rights I read em to
Nobody gonna silence me

Whippin like I'm Free
Whip it like I eat
Whip it like treat
Whip it like a beast
I just say my peace
Like the prince of peace
It's my time to speak...
Whippin like a lease

Driving down the interstate 1 am on no-doze
I just moved another crowd: they all know the flows froze
Messages they pile up from fans on the road
I'm headed back to California so just leave me alone
Counter- culture finds his reasons in the finest hour
Ain't no seeds when you been rollin'
Up the finest flower
I know its sweet although the leaderships been kinda sour
Straight exhausted, Jimmy Hoffa In my final hour