Текст песни Moor Flex - 1st Verse

That dormant part of your mind that needed a bit of feeding
Them suffocated senses relieved with a bit of breathing
The satisfying sensations conceding a little teasing
The growing pains of knowin′ thangs a little teething
Riddle reading, where it was never a civil grievance
Ain't gotta know your mistakes to take a literal beating
Gotta know how you gon play it only say it if you mean it
Like what good is seizing the day if you fizzle in the evening
25 with no kids or charges considered an achievement
I had did it except a little bit of misdemeanor weed shit
Now what the state coffer make off it is cheese grits
And had me in a jumpsuit, ain′t that a bitch
They don't want you to rock the boat but shit'll make you sea sick
Comin′ at you from all angles like you middle seated
Who got shotgun
Who just wanted to see the spot for once
And who gon see to it this shit is runnin′ at the optimum
Having the time of my life but rhymin' like it′s not for fun
Let it circulate I'm tryna percolate and pocket somethin′
Stop assumptions, don't worry if I′ma rock the function
Just don't jump with me if I'm at the rim about to dunk it
I hope D.G. brought the trumpet I hope y′all get off that dumb shit
Need only trill ass energy in my circumfrence
Let me back track a bit to be accurate that′s the coronet
Strike a chord, core depth, this don't need no chorus yet
Moor flex, I ain′t even really sharpen the sword yet
Hit me up for booking now like soon you can't afford a set
Asked the lord for this how can′t I be prepared for it yet
In action axing all the distractions like it's for the best
If it′s ten toes down, five is forward in step
They swore it's more than this, but I'ma need a portion in the flesh
Tryna ball so hard they forced to offer up endorsement checks
When you say I′m back, say that with all of your chest
Like, ballgame baby all net, and we can run it back
Like 100 laps, if you wanted that
Havin fun with rap and getting off my shots like I′m punisher packin
And fund stackin', tryna see a different bracket so I′m taxin'
Transactions, plan mappin′, mans active fam it's fantastic
More hands clappin′ and mastering every facet
Word to dizzle damn I'ma get it like they said that I can't have it
So give me what I want and I ain′t fuckin′ askin'
Yeah

Strike a chord, core depth, this don′t need no chorus yet
Moor flex
Strike a chord, core depth, this don't need no chorus yet
Moor flex
Strike a chord, core depth, this don′t need no chorus yet
Moor flex

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