Lyrics
Subtlety is hard to find in me these days,
cin't no pressing breaks when the whole team getting plays,
Hard to separate the real from the fake if you ain't,
If you ain't got somethin' cooking then you probably on the plate for real,
Been busy bringing rakes in like its autumn,
cnd my niggas do the same like we're getting paid for lawn care,
Snakes in grass need a casket and a pallbearer,
I just mow 'em down on the go,
I might bring the 214 on the road,
214 to yo city you already know,
Back when nobody was booking for a show,
Dreamed of bring all my niggas in the door,
Now they begging me to tour,
I been,
Manifesting dubs out of sweat and blood,
When I see the haters live it ain't what it was,
Niggas out here sounding tired,
Might as well retire,
Every dog has his day and its getting late,
Subtlety is hard to find in me these days,
cin't no pressing breaks when the whole team getting plays,
Hard to separate the real from the fake if you ain't,
If you ain't got somethin' cooking then you probably on the plate for real,
Niggas hopscotching planes for the plays out of state for real,
I just had a sit down bout deposits in my bank for real,
Print me on a twenty way I lead my dawgs to a meal,
I been tear tar up caught y'all niggas eating road kill,
I been writing 16s found out how the make the bars pay bills,
Think I found a way to cash out with out signing a deal,
My LLC just paid me nigga ask me how my pocket feel
Y'all fucking off the money,
Might as well go head and cop a feel,
Told y'all put that gun down and grow up you toting toddler steal,
Texas streets got plenty heat it'd probably be best to chill,
I been running records,
Like Guinness just offered a mil',
I just got the game and yo bitch for a tip drill,
Subtlety is hard to find in me these days,
cin't no pressing breaks when the whole team getting plays,
Hard to separate the real from the fake if you ain't,
If you ain't got somethin' cooking then you probably on the plate for real,
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