SERP - Outro текст песни

Текст песни Outro - SERP




These niggas be buggin', I ain't chasin' no fame
Like how i'm in the game, I ain't come here to play
Couldn't follow no lane, I made my own way
And no, I ain't Simon, she do what I say
But a release only way that you get in the date
I'm tryna blend in, so I'm wearin' this
Bape
Every day, I show love, but I'm gettin' hate
They pretend, but they know that I'm great
Need a hand then we makin' it shake
Remember days we ain't had, so we take
I can't fake it, they know that it's fate
Please excuse me for bein' so late
I'm investin' the money I make
Got a model, I don't know how to make
Got a bottle, take it to the face
Won't open up, I keep gettin' chased
No ties, not even my lace
No ties, I'm leadin' the race
We slide, ain't nobody safe
No lies, she like how it taste
Oh my, before you eat, say your grace
A lot of legs, but I'm keepin' my pace
Remember days we ain't eat, stomach ache
We was young, we would run, hop the gates
It was fun, we were dumb, can't complain
Remember days with no sun, it was rain
We was brave, with no gun, yellin' gang
Caught me lackin', it won't happen again
I'm the one with the 9, I ain't 10
Circles small and I love all my friends
Picture perfect with specific lens
And I'm up if they ask where I went
If it's up, know what's up, say when
We deliver whatever we send
Like a book, we put shit to an end
She a diamond, but her sign a gem
If you mean what you write, use a pen
When I write, know it's bold, it's not thin
Can't move sloppy, I'm writin' in script
Might be skinny, but my wallet thick
I can't slip, so I'm keepin' the grip
Gotta get it off my chest like Vicks
Life like checkers and chess its mixed
With no records, you can still get hit
Hopin' somebody feel my shit
All these records, they gon' feel these hits
One day, they gon' say I'm a legend
And I'm gifted, they feelin' my presence
Breathe in, breathe out, keep goin
Wanna stop, but I'm still in motion
Can't block my shot, can't goal tend
My life is complete, my goals met
All these drinks and bread, we toastin
All these poles, not registered voting
If I'm in my bag, shouldn't tote it
Big dog, but some call me goated
All this shit from the soul, though I sold it
No smoke take an L, and keep rollin
Like a wave, just go with the flowin
Can't swim, somehow I'm floatin'
She like when I go in, I'm already knowin
Kept that on the low and, my pockets was low and
I didn't even show it, to some im a rapper
To some ima poet, to some I kept close and
Some people I ghosted, to some I move fast
To some I'm the slowest, was down at my lowest
But now I'm here growin', got a shot, I can't blow it
We pourin' up moet, if they hate, they can blow it
Set the bar, they below it, but me, I outgrow it
But me, I outgrow it
I'm gonna take this as a promise
And let's just say that there is no going back anymore



Авторы: Christopher Maxwell


SERP - SERPday
Альбом SERPday
дата релиза
16-11-2023





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