Текст песни Szechuan - Conrad Jon

I'm on my grind she is too with the pole
Either way money don't fold
Not just for brothers I do this for foes
Debut the fight, learn the ropes
You can find me Jimmy Johns
Till I meet Jimmy up at Interscope
Industry into me, does it take Energy out of me? Independent? I don't know
Into pendants and the gold
But that never been the goal
Vintage gear, head to toe
When they see me heads will roll
I love me a challenge, I don't beat around the bush
I don't pull I push, I been rolling kush, I been in a rush
I been with the roots still though, Uhh uhh uhh
Icebox my neck, I'm gon' do that my first check
I got my time on my wrist though it's no flex
I can't express this enough, bitch I'm up next
I don't describe I make moves and I go get

Know that we ain't talking much
You probably thought that I cut you off
I been cruising low altitude
Ducked-off making all these fire songs
iPhone on airplane so I can't even even go accept calls
Me and Tuna slightly sauced now and this shit here is our Szechuan
Success right up on the brink, I can't stop now
I gotta find a way somehow
More damn drip than a sink
Goddamn Conrad how you get it all from Goodwill
Shorty wanna sign my cast for now
In the future she gon' want me sign her tits that's real
If you haven't done your research don't ask me
Soul on my sleeve, I could never half ass it
Keep it 300, that's my motherfucking average
But a Ted Williams season my passion, do it in fashion, do it no asterisk
Do it for yourself, don't do for the masses, do it like A.I., do it no practice
Do it undrafted, Rod Smith, Matt Stairs, uhh

Life's a game of pinball keep the ball rolling
I'ma keep the leaves changing, can't Fall over
On her high horse, off a thing called cola
Getting bopped, off the bops, at the top of the totem
I had 5 bad thotties piling in a Toyota
With dreams of laid-back, in the Maybach with a chauffeur
But I'ma charge that to the work, word Joey Bosa
She got a mouth that go south, rather that than a motor
Keep you 'round, you special, I don't have no emotion
I really do but I suppress it cause I had to be focused
I'ma keep glowing, keep flowing, as it keep going
Shoutout Keith, Byrn, Joe and the rest of the homies
That's Who Krew shit
What you gon do? Bitch
Wildfire, I'm too lit
Shorty too thick, I don't need a toothpick, truth is uhh

Know that we ain't talking much
You probably thought that I cut you off
I been cruising low altitude
Ducked-off making all these fire songs
iPhone on airplane so I can't even even go accept calls
Me and Tuna slightly sauced now and this shit here is our Szechuan
Success right up on the brink, I can't stop now
I gotta find a way somehow
More damn drip than a sink
Goddamn Conrad how you get it all from Goodwill
Shorty wanna sign my cast for now
In the future she gon' want me sign her tits that's real