reprod. BASH
reel shitty deal 4L,
word to 'dre 3k.

luv u ma.

lyrics:

verse 1.
Excuse my french,
I know it well, this ain't unfamiliar, i know the stench
All the time in the world turns into asking where it went 
You call out to the heavens, swore to god my shit was heaven-sent
I wonder if that changed or if it's just not worth the consequences
Did I lose my touch, you stopped coming or just came to your senses?
That the nigga that you knew to be the sweetest in the land, went 'head and lost his feels again
And all them traits that seemed uncommon fall under the coin of common sense but, where you went?
I watched you grin and smirk at possibilities you didn't know i'd catch and begging for my trust but just to guard your back
Veering off your shoulders- "how y'all friends? when did that happen?"
Could've slipped your mind, but you too smart for "I don't know, shit happens" 
I'm so paranoid, I devise you mix the truth with passion, just so when it surface, I'm the one that's going through reactions, in reality, monopolize room for expansion, so when said and done, them jaded eyes could sense my subtle fashion, oh sure.
I tread the thinnest lines, so at first glance i'm calming, so pure
Then spend the rest of that relationship projecting that false innocence,
correcting all my sentences,
reactions my arch nemesis,
that state of mind type heaven-sent

And Mama,
I hope you know your day for repentance is fast a'coming 
I wanna open space for admitting all you shortcomings
but every time I do you act like you could see this coming,
way too sturdy and too loving to ever hurt me, huh?
You fed and burped me so that criticism undeserving, still 'gon try get every word in
you ain't feel me but you heard me, hate to say that served its purpose
looking back, I know that shit not sturdy, I start putting you in some tracks, now look at us, it's working
We ain't finished yet, don't know what's next, but one thing that's for certain, 
You gon' hold me down until you take your last deep breath on earth and,
I'll reciprocate by making sure my face not on a shirt before you do
You always told me that the story way less boring than the truth
and if you stay the course it's worth it, look at me, i'm living proof
And I do subtle things to show my love, you never have a clue
And that's gon' be how it's gon' be
Because my pride gon' be the death of me, and I get that from you.

verse 2.
Look mom I got my hands up off the handlebars
I’m moving at the speed of light and I still ain’t move very far
I know you keep me close in hopes that I don’t stray away
You told me how you scratch your naval anytime I feel some pain
It’s unconvincing when I say that I stay out of trouble
I’m rocking microphones like Barney Rubble poking bubbles
They tryna trap your son but one thing bout me Imma rise
Feed me beats then immawrite
If Mooya need me Imma ride
Dying is not an option
And all these rappers is your grandson’s I don’t mean adoption
I’m influential in the subtlest ways
They see me living now they all on my wave
They smell the smoke and it’s the purplest haze
Play with fire setting stages ablaze
Play with Mwenya and they digging a grave
Touch my family imma write you a page
not a letter that’s a eulogy dave
Not a letter that’s a eulogy Dave
I was so misbehaved
Not enough to kick me outta class
And they ain’t like the fact that I was never kissing ass
I learned the hard way not to let a person patronize
And if I serve my purpose how to make ‘em pay the price
They say they wanna see me win…
Now they wanna hear the album I got 0 skips
They flocking to my Louis bag they heard I’m serving work
I got more paper than the pamphlets that we had at church
So tell me why they mad that I found God they never searched

"life of the party" freestyle ft. wéye

shoutout obama

PROD. yo momma house (Bash, Quan, Tranquility, Mikull)

broke boy joy ft. TRANQUiLiTY

executive produced by @suspectbehavior (production, mixing and mastering, vocals)

guest credits:
lukewarm (prod. truss)
eli van buren (guitar; deadeye)
foodcat (violin; pump fake, waitden) 
thaya zalewski (tenor sax; truss)
brandon gurba (mix; frigid)

thank you.

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