Beverly Drive (Explicit)-Erick The Architect

歌手 : Erick The Architect

专辑 : I've Never Been Here Before: The Director's Cut (Explicit)

语种 : 纯音乐

时长 : 04:08

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TXT Beverly Drive (Explicit)-Erick The Architect 文本歌词

I don't know how niggas move nowadays

Back when we was young the trap was always miles away

Had no strategy, my attitude was die today

Bad depression, had to park it like a valet

I went to church but I got nervous what the pastor say

Spoke of greed, I always I felt like it was just for me

Poor decisions, I was stealing, wishing it would fade

Now they steal my vision, so I can't say anything

Would we be the same? Dog I hang my head in shame

Always will and will prevail so go against the grain

Had to build this architect, the building booming

I'm in the hood with all my niggas feel like J'ouvert

Hit a jux to get the bread to buy a coogi

Iceberg, bubble goose, I'm eating poutine

More expansion on the house I need a new wing

Jordan flu game, 33, Ewing

I was broke, so damn right I'm doing two things

First time I took a flight, I knew two things

One was I could do this rap **** we don't follow trends

Two was, I don't know if imma be this high again

I was wrong, I hit the L, look like I lied again

Like my ladies natural queens and not with collagen

My spidey senses tingling in my metropolitan

I bend the block, masked up and move anonymous

Whats loyal?

Jammed up, pretend he never saw you

If you are my brother, you get everything, I'm spoiled

If you are my son, show them everything I taught you

Always paying homage to the homeys bred before you

On my side, something vague about the sunshine

Making money fold quick, how to the duck the one time

Since a younging man, the trauma brought me butterflies

Transgressions of them thugs counting hella pies

I remember, damn it was a cold December

LA on my mind but Brooklyn niggas know me better

Certainly, I'm fed up, standing, I never settle

I'm on my own, I really thought I had the perfect set up

Still reflecting on the things that we connected on

Still playing jams, I'm a stan when good records on

God blessed us all, some mature faster Lord

If it's spoken loud, then you know it's passion dog

If we smoking loud, then you know it's pass it dog

If you scope us out, then we have to crack your jaw

Empty those clips out, you aint't have to ask for more

I don't preach the violence, thats just how I got involved

Always had my smarts, streets showed me it was written

Some niggas real g's, others suffered for some fiction

Comping the predictions, raise the value not eviction

Cross faded, mixing, getting booted in my district

Always from the soul, I aint focused on who get it

I'm abrasive, I'm just really photogenic, give me credit

This is live, so we never a make no edit

Balling so athletic, they just fans and they wanting some aesthetic

What's loyal?