Loan Le
[Verse 1]
Even though my actions are affirmative
It seem like my name never matched with a superlative
I'm ratchet with the verbiage, I've sat where the determined lived
And this shit is life until I'm ashes in the furnaces
Or the burning spliff, I could split it with you, spend a minute or two
Then we get in the booth, while we spitting the truth about all of that bull I'm illiterate to
I'm admitting it boo, dope is hidden in you, and a bunch of stuff I don't have synonyms too
I'm grinning cause women get bent off the Henny and then I can vent in the spirit in you
Like, that shits the dopest to me
We talk bout politics and justice when it's hopeless to me
Think bout our current situation, what we hope it can be
We think bout' happy shit and how to live and cope in these streets
But, you're so elusive, miss perfect, are you worth it
Is my search just lacking purpose, will I meet you on this earth it's
Too deep for all that real now I'm racing to lunch
So let me think about the bull while facing the blunt
[Bridge]
[Verse 2]
Stuck in the trap, off the map with these raps, I'ma snap, I'll get clapped, in the back, if I'm black
We get slapped by the chaps with caps and the gats cause my hats let me wrap my synapses and naps
I'll collapse or relapse to the max if I'm lax I'ma lapse through the cracks I'ma slip my n***a, bullshit my n***a
We dreaded we wetted but bet it ain't it in pool pit my n***a
Talk shit my n***a if you want to, it don't change that that whole pain gon' haunt you
It don't change that them same cops gon' taunt you, so just hang n***a don't fold like croissants do
Fuck the 12 I know hell, I know it well I won't fail, they on my trail I won't bail
So read my mail like its brail, when I send you all my tales while sitting in my cell
Even though my actions are affirmative
It seem like my name never matched with a superlative
I'm ratchet with the verbiage, I've sat where the determined lived
And this shit is life until I'm ashes in the furnaces
Or the burning spliff, I could split it with you, spend a minute or two
Then we get in the booth, while we spitting the truth about all of that bull I'm illiterate to
I'm admitting it boo, dope is hidden in you, and a bunch of stuff I don't have synonyms too
I'm grinning cause women get bent off the Henny and then I can vent in the spirit in you
Like, that shits the dopest to me
We talk bout politics and justice when it's hopeless to me
Think bout our current situation, what we hope it can be
We think bout' happy shit and how to live and cope in these streets
But, you're so elusive, miss perfect, are you worth it
Is my search just lacking purpose, will I meet you on this earth it's
Too deep for all that real now I'm racing to lunch
So let me think about the bull while facing the blunt
[Bridge]
[Verse 2]
Stuck in the trap, off the map with these raps, I'ma snap, I'll get clapped, in the back, if I'm black
We get slapped by the chaps with caps and the gats cause my hats let me wrap my synapses and naps
I'll collapse or relapse to the max if I'm lax I'ma lapse through the cracks I'ma slip my n***a, bullshit my n***a
We dreaded we wetted but bet it ain't it in pool pit my n***a
Talk shit my n***a if you want to, it don't change that that whole pain gon' haunt you
It don't change that them same cops gon' taunt you, so just hang n***a don't fold like croissants do
Fuck the 12 I know hell, I know it well I won't fail, they on my trail I won't bail
So read my mail like its brail, when I send you all my tales while sitting in my cell