Текст песни Sept. 14th (Acceptance) [Slowed] - Gumbosa

If maintenance knock on my door
One more time man
FUCK

Y'all ain't here for that
Y'all here for the raps
Let's bring em closer to the kitchen
Show em the grease that's on the dishes
Butter bowls spaghetti stains
And all the things that make us victors
And we never blamed the game
Played our position
Never lossless
But the cost
Might break a man
I understand if you ain't cut for it
I question it myself
Sacrifice yourself and family
Until you learn to balance both
Handle money
Till the point
It's so much profit that it's gross
Till the point
My neighbors look at me like how'd you get so close?
Ain't demons
Ain't no circles
I ain't had to kill no goat
Best believe I can't believe
That heaven blessed me
With these flows
If you believe
You still deceived
That's false coordinates
From yo hoe
You ever seen me
It's a ghost
I ascended long ago
You better know

Callin my phone with that fuck shit
Will get you banned
Don't leave yo trust in them
Them niggas not ya man
Or ya mama
One in the head
But I'm only duckin demons
And my past
I let the water purify my sins in cash

I get fly on Vera wangs
Then chill
Until it's time for action
Change hoes change clothes
Is a method for madness
I got butter in the fridge
And milk for all my sons rapping
Christmas gone come
Ima make sure that it happens
Work on all ya raps and fashion
I'll give you tips on how to craft it
Got a master who ain't here
But he's here
At the same time
Do not trip on my appearance
Think I'm clairvoyant
But I don't know shit
I'm on the same
Walk as you
Dreaming of what's to come
On a monument reading a document
As the fronto hits the tongue
We up
Gumbo lookin sporty
Better watch Ya legs
I jump up for the money like I pissed the bed
Grab my pistol fled
Legal bread in wallet next to id
After the money like it just tried me
If you find me
I'm Japan
Rockin a scarf
And offed polightly
But don't try it
Knock without warning
Will get you popped for assurance
I'm not too sure bout these niggas
Who you know here?

Callin my phone with that fuck shit
Will get you banned
Don't leave yo trust in them
Them niggas not ya man
Or ya mama
One in the head
But I'm only duckin demons
And my past
I let the water purify my sins in cash

Callin my phone with that fuck shit
Will get you banned
Don't leave yo trust in them
Them niggas not ya man
Or ya mama
One in the head
But I'm only duckin demons
And my past
I let the water purify my sins in cash