TROJAN (prod. nion)

SET BACK (prod. nion)

Lyrics:

Skinny, I’m flacko 
Physique is like thugger 
Eat bussy like Bronson 
But leave out the butter 

Been pushing my luck 
And fucked up on sum money
Now gotta gemme 
Some 50’s, mo hunnids 

Livin, how driven 
Gon make a lot different 
Amenities will come to me , (just as a given) 
Through the thick n the thinning 
my mental was slippin 
And My words kept on trippin 
I thought to myself, life needed a flippin (uh) 

Regardless, how i gonna get it (getit) 

Plan, execute, then I spend it 

No needa catch up, too retentive 
Saving up money for me (and) my childrens 
Add it up 
Counting and making dividual killings 

Money guwii yeah 
Look how it spillin 
Knockin off old hoes 
That really aint with it 
No more setbacks 
Or lack of retention 
I got up  a bundle, 
Some acts attention 
Now gone on a journey 
reach higher ascension 

Attend to my flaws 
And i seek pure perfection 

Tryin till i make a difference 
Quiters dunno how to get it 

Worked too hard for this shit 
Just to throw away
On some sad shallow ending   

(Tryin to put) 
Money, where my, mouth is 
Tired of, sleepin on stiff couches
Trying to stay at home not, houses 
Goal is to make enough and pass it~ 
Gotta-get, my-act, togetha 
Known I never ever settle 
I”ll pass up my own shit and 
Then make my own level 
 
You as bitch as these bird    
Clenchin your fur 
Pussy your core 
Never reach more  

Hating on my shit, 
You feel like the man, 
Stay ina safe place 
Cause you got no plan 
Passive as a bitch
Just how you were made
Failing to see
Cause you lack the traits

Talking, down on my leverage 
Though you barely average 
Boy you gotta problem 
Shit talk outta boredom 
You must feel important  
So popus yet borin


(lil BETCH) 
Raunchy and saucey
Gon get it like Gotti
Was lovin too easy 
No more kemosabe

Don’t brush up to me and
Don’t think you’re an option
If you weren’t a main one
Don’t act like you’ve got it

Now that I’m shiftin
I got your attention
twitchin and yearnin 
Lackin on affection
Put in poor position
Yo actions speak desperate  
Don’t mean to be head high
These words working reckless 

(huffing puffing) 

I dont be fuckin
Or missing on exes
I gotta do better
I blew too much chedda
On bullshit,
Don't matter
I’ll just fuck up the flow
ANd make my own pattern\

Draw up my own scenery 
And I paint up the pastures 
Didn’t do school
But bet i get masters   
Dot this shit down
So i get to the masses
 
(yeah) 

Ain't no, Loui vuitton don
Call me G’RAF MANE 
Naranja my tints mane (uh)
Fuck with a man that embelish in fame
And then get left behind
Just the name of the game
(And I)

Wrote this cause it all means something
Spitters are quitters
But I ain’t give up yet
Working the torque 
Now my screws really sprungin   
Tie myself down
Make the most of rough ends

Tie my pride down
Till all of the fun
That’s how the fun ends 
No mo quick run-ins
Just to be honest
I’m under-achieving my preliminal product 
Honest
Though, not modest
Though it’s problems
Excuses
Alluding through life with misuses 
Addictions to non-addictives
Self aware
To my undoings

And my deuce   
Say what’s good mane
High fidelity
On some good range
Feel like Raiden 
To your Liu Kang  
That old money brang in all the new change 

And my mood changed
Got a new face
Don't look up to who in first place
Things changes like a flip to a new page
( new nico coming out soon mane)

nicobrwn