Accords
[Verse 1]
Used to drive Honda Civic fore I decided I liked accords
You won’t catch me in no AirPods I like the chords
Xay write the drums nova on the chords
Never been good with rules write and break my own accords
Ah say the same thing 4 times for emphasis
Fuck a 10-6 I’m focused on my penmanship
My father never call me, I kinda miss that n***a
He taught me to mean what I say say what I mean so I’ll never diss that n***a
This that n***a rob Apollo I got pills I got beats n***a
Shit I should link wit Dr. Dre
Drum loots on my cleats n***a
Runnin' on these tracks, bob duck and I weave
Fell in love with a friend hope she never leave
Lost and forgotten like Mateen Cleaves
See, you prolly don’t even know who that is do you
He played for Michigan state
I wonder if Rori think about the times that we had
Or if they focus more on good or when shit was bad
Regardless I’m glad, I learned a lot from the past
Some shit built to last some shit built to crash yea
[Verse 2]
Some families can’t get past their inner gripes
Even if the outside look like everything alright
The shit is prolly not alright, we be friends in the day
Turned foes in the night
Did shows afters fights
Diss bros after nike
I mean Nike
Frankly it all kinda impacted my psychee
Pushed out of shit that u for real created
Still alive but I feel I could feel cremation
And nobody stood for me once
Not a single soul
Not even the one who built it up with me to try to make it whole
Man whatever, it’s prolly not that deep
Still think about it every week, stuck in my brain crease
I bought into the shit cause I can’t lease
Don’t confuse my words n***a, it ain’t beef
It’s just some shit that I be thinking about
Used to drive Honda Civic fore I decided I liked accords
You won’t catch me in no AirPods I like the chords
Xay write the drums nova on the chords
Never been good with rules write and break my own accords
Ah say the same thing 4 times for emphasis
Fuck a 10-6 I’m focused on my penmanship
My father never call me, I kinda miss that n***a
He taught me to mean what I say say what I mean so I’ll never diss that n***a
This that n***a rob Apollo I got pills I got beats n***a
Shit I should link wit Dr. Dre
Drum loots on my cleats n***a
Runnin' on these tracks, bob duck and I weave
Fell in love with a friend hope she never leave
Lost and forgotten like Mateen Cleaves
See, you prolly don’t even know who that is do you
He played for Michigan state
I wonder if Rori think about the times that we had
Or if they focus more on good or when shit was bad
Regardless I’m glad, I learned a lot from the past
Some shit built to last some shit built to crash yea
[Verse 2]
Some families can’t get past their inner gripes
Even if the outside look like everything alright
The shit is prolly not alright, we be friends in the day
Turned foes in the night
Did shows afters fights
Diss bros after nike
I mean Nike
Frankly it all kinda impacted my psychee
Pushed out of shit that u for real created
Still alive but I feel I could feel cremation
And nobody stood for me once
Not a single soul
Not even the one who built it up with me to try to make it whole
Man whatever, it’s prolly not that deep
Still think about it every week, stuck in my brain crease
I bought into the shit cause I can’t lease
Don’t confuse my words n***a, it ain’t beef
It’s just some shit that I be thinking about