Quicksand

Album: Streets Sermons (2020)
Charted: 65
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  • Hmm, yeah
    Hmm, yeah
    Hmm, yeah, yeah

    Since a jit stood tall with a kickstand
    Thinking of a plan to get quick bands
    Falling in deep with the quicksand
    Flag out my ass, no quick brand
    I was packing on the pounds, got my weight up
    Had beef on the streets, had to stay up
    Betty Crocker showed me how to bake a cake brah
    Doing that put everything I love at stake brah

    Since a jit stood tall with a kickstand
    Thinking of a plan to get quick bands
    Falling in deep with the quicksand
    Flag out my ass, no quick brand
    I was packing on the pounds, got my weight up
    Had beef on the streets, had to stay up
    Betty Crocker showed me how to bake a cake brah
    Doing that put everything I love at stake brah

    Back in the day man, a nigga had rip jeans
    Couldn't afford a new pair, I had broke seams
    Couldn't think about the money, I had broke dreams
    Outfit was the match of a crack fiend
    I was tryna be fly, couldn't take off
    Clothes falling off my ass lost weight dog
    No jacket in the winter had the shakes dog
    Then I said fuck it 'cause something gone have to shake dog

    Then my nigga, Bobby, put me on a quick lick
    Wasn't a lot but enough for a quick fix
    Interceptions I was stealing caught me a pick six
    In the snow pitching, woah bitch, it was brick dick
    Never killed ain't gone lie, I was tempted
    He was the target but he lucky that I missed it
    I was always fucking up was a misfit
    My opportunity was knocking and I missed it

    Young when I hopped off the stoop
    Two doors what I floor if I hop in the coup
    Too sore from a war where I couldn't lose
    Got scars and bruises, man, I got the proof
    Resemble young Steele 'cause I got the juice
    You think you 2Pac, let Omar Epps loose
    Stepping on necks with my Timberland boots
    I'm planted, I'm stable, I'm growing in roots

    Since a jit stood tall with a kickstand
    Thinking of a plan to get quick bands
    Falling in deep with the quicksand
    Flag out my ass, no quick brand
    I was packing on the pounds, got my weight up
    Had beef on the streets, had to stay up
    Betty Crocker showed me how to bake a cake brah
    Doing that put everything I love at stake brah

    Since a jit stood tall with a kickstand
    Thinking of a plan to get quick bands
    Falling in deep with the quicksand
    Flag out my ass, no quick brand
    I was packing on the pounds, got my weight up
    Had beef on the streets, had to stay up
    Betty Crocker showed me how to bake a cake brah
    Doing that put everything I love at stake brah

    I remember chillin' at one of my little bitch crib
    'Bout to fuck, 'bout to nut main course with the fixings
    Her nigga came through, he was all on some bitch shit
    Didn't know I was raw and my hands was so gifted
    Boy had me chop had get him a mix quick
    Couple knots made him drop like he drunk or he lifted
    Fought another nigga after I thought was some kinship
    Throwing up both of our sets which ended the friendship
    Give respect, neck to neck, my nigga didn't back down
    Had em' standing up then he ended up back down
    His hands in my life now they ended up flat now
    Flat like a wing, let's see if he flap now
    Had enough, it was tough, only lasted about one round
    KD on the bench equipped with the Tre Pounds
    Made em' run, it was funny, he was scared of the gun sound
    Made em' shit, he a bitch
    By the car, he was ducked down

    I ain't got no time for the fakes
    The phonies, jabronies, the ops or the jakes
    My homies the only who come past the gate
    I'm whacking the weeds, cutting heads off of snakes
    I'm hungry, I'm eating right off of ya plate
    I want it, I'm on it, it's mine for the take
    I'm stagnant, a magnet, I'm staying in place
    The reason I'm popping is all of the hate

    Since a jit stood tall with a kickstand
    Thinking of a plan to get quick bands
    Falling in deep with the quicksand
    Flag out my ass, no quick brand
    I was packing on the pounds, got my weight up
    Had beef on the streets, had to stay up
    Betty Crocker showed me how to bake a cake brah
    Doing that put everything I love at stake brah

    Since a jit stood tall with a kickstand
    Thinking of a plan to get quick bands
    Falling in deep with the quicksand
    Flag out my ass, no quick brand
    I was packing on the pounds, got my weight up
    Had beef on the streets, had to stay up
    Betty Crocker showed me how to bake a cake brah
    Doing that put everything I love at stake brah

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