I'm not counting up racks
I'm counting the meaning in all of these tracks
People might call me whack
Might tell me to go back off the race track
I ain't stuntin'
I can't go running cause life is my loving
I ain't frontin'
I give it on out when the cash on my cufflin'
My life is my leisure
Got a crib outside of the states just to tease her
In the whip got the cleaver
Chopping the green in some hand-me-down sneakers
Can you believe this
Society been on some obscene shit
Treating cars like women
Where in the hell does the love begin
Right form within your heart
From the very moment that your life did start
No it doesn't seem hard
'Less you lay with excuses like a modern day thot
Couldn't be caught dead without her halter top
Should of been smarter 'fore your life falls apart
Just praying for the day that these voices do stop
Just make em stop
It's not so much that I'm gliding thru life
When really I'm just guiding you all beyond strife
I drive on the paths that be drenched with the night
Leading me to the pits, out of aim from them iron sights
I dipped just before their shots scrape my hide
Barely enough time to look behind
Gotta make sure all your loved ones right by your side
Never knowing what's ahead in due time
Back when I used to swipe bikes
No lil' trikes
Had to take a hike
Just to grab my steed
Before it bleeds
Through the lifeless streets
Still in the heat
Better be discreet or get no sleep
I'm hanging on the edge like apostrophe
I'm living my life at no cost to thee
Got two steps ahead of catastrophe
See ya
Wouldn't want to be ya
Living in the whip
Onomatopoeia
Got no ice cause I'm coming from the south
Had em agreeing with the words coming outta my mouth
Can't remember the last time that I had a couch
But since then I ain't have no room to slouch
You can go to the corner and have your pout
But I'm growing the f*ck up
Started as a sprout
It's a lil' more than them tall tales
Had to climb like she had high heels
When they pull up it's like hot wheels
Acting as if it's beyond real
I just gotta tell them no deal
Your past steal
My last seal
Of approval on packaging with no kills
Cause living this life is worth the feel
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Dmtree - Sprout Lyrics
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English
I'm not counting up racks
I'm counting the meaning in all of these tracks
People might call me whack
Might tell me to go back off the race track
I ain't stuntin'
I can't go running cause life is my loving
I ain't frontin'
I give it on out when the cash on my cufflin'
My life is my leisure
Got a crib outside of the states just to tease her
In the whip got the cleaver
Chopping the green in some hand-me-down sneakers
Can you believe this
Society been on some obscene shit
Treating cars like women
Where in the hell does the love begin
Right form within your heart
From the very moment that your life did start
No it doesn't seem hard
'Less you lay with excuses like a modern day thot
Couldn't be caught dead without her halter top
Should of been smarter 'fore your life falls apart
Just praying for the day that these voices do stop
Just make em stop
It's not so much that I'm gliding thru life
When really I'm just guiding you all beyond strife
I drive on the paths that be drenched with the night
Leading me to the pits, out of aim from them iron sights
I dipped just before their shots scrape my hide
Barely enough time to look behind
Gotta make sure all your loved ones right by your side
Never knowing what's ahead in due time
Back when I used to swipe bikes
No lil' trikes
Had to take a hike
Just to grab my steed
Before it bleeds
Through the lifeless streets
Still in the heat
Better be discreet or get no sleep
I'm hanging on the edge like apostrophe
I'm living my life at no cost to thee
Got two steps ahead of catastrophe
See ya
Wouldn't want to be ya
Living in the whip
Onomatopoeia
Got no ice cause I'm coming from the south
Had em agreeing with the words coming outta my mouth
Can't remember the last time that I had a couch
But since then I ain't have no room to slouch
You can go to the corner and have your pout
But I'm growing the f*ck up
Started as a sprout
It's a lil' more than them tall tales
Had to climb like she had high heels
When they pull up it's like hot wheels
Acting as if it's beyond real
I just gotta tell them no deal
Your past steal
My last seal
Of approval on packaging with no kills
Cause living this life is worth the feel
I'm counting the meaning in all of these tracks
People might call me whack
Might tell me to go back off the race track
I ain't stuntin'
I can't go running cause life is my loving
I ain't frontin'
I give it on out when the cash on my cufflin'
My life is my leisure
Got a crib outside of the states just to tease her
In the whip got the cleaver
Chopping the green in some hand-me-down sneakers
Can you believe this
Society been on some obscene shit
Treating cars like women
Where in the hell does the love begin
Right form within your heart
From the very moment that your life did start
No it doesn't seem hard
'Less you lay with excuses like a modern day thot
Couldn't be caught dead without her halter top
Should of been smarter 'fore your life falls apart
Just praying for the day that these voices do stop
Just make em stop
It's not so much that I'm gliding thru life
When really I'm just guiding you all beyond strife
I drive on the paths that be drenched with the night
Leading me to the pits, out of aim from them iron sights
I dipped just before their shots scrape my hide
Barely enough time to look behind
Gotta make sure all your loved ones right by your side
Never knowing what's ahead in due time
Back when I used to swipe bikes
No lil' trikes
Had to take a hike
Just to grab my steed
Before it bleeds
Through the lifeless streets
Still in the heat
Better be discreet or get no sleep
I'm hanging on the edge like apostrophe
I'm living my life at no cost to thee
Got two steps ahead of catastrophe
See ya
Wouldn't want to be ya
Living in the whip
Onomatopoeia
Got no ice cause I'm coming from the south
Had em agreeing with the words coming outta my mouth
Can't remember the last time that I had a couch
But since then I ain't have no room to slouch
You can go to the corner and have your pout
But I'm growing the f*ck up
Started as a sprout
It's a lil' more than them tall tales
Had to climb like she had high heels
When they pull up it's like hot wheels
Acting as if it's beyond real
I just gotta tell them no deal
Your past steal
My last seal
Of approval on packaging with no kills
Cause living this life is worth the feel
Writer: Andre Chestnut II
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid