Mr vybez - Session 34 "Interlude" Lyrics

Back to the city, I'm rushin' home like they miss me
Too many niggas shootin', they shot, but they can't get me
I'm doin' everything, like smokin' blunts in the rain
Pitchin' me, doin' anything to get the fame
Not me, I got morals, like turnin' one in the plurals
Bitches be f*ckin' off fun, like what's the score though
If I gotta go, I'll be back, that's for sure though
Just make sure you save me a spot and hold the door though
Pockets was light, but now my shits on some Gordo
I stay in my own lane, but my pedal to the floor though
I'm speedin', niggas do anything to get even, I do better
Niggas be changin' up like the season, so I keep a sweater
Y'all niggas cold, but I'm so heated, no Harry Potter
But in this chamber, I got a secret, I roll with shottas
Niggas like Max, I just get to countin
Funny how they all on my dick when they was doubtin
I be movin' mountains, these niggas envious, plottin
Got a bad bitch, I love her, I'ma spoil her rotten
Keep speakin' on my name, you'll get picked like some cotton
F*ck with my girl when I'm drunk, the next day I'm detoxin
I'ma give it my all, I don't care if it's toxic
Got people speakin' on my name, guess I'm the latest topic
The one you love to hate but be watchin', I'm on their watch list
Talkin' all tough on the net, but you won't pop shit
Niggas run they mouth like Joe Budden, but we don't know you though
Wastin' your breath when you speak, now that's a worthless goal
I just got the flows, I cut up all the hoes
Pockets gettin' swole, I'm too real, I will never fold
I just take control of this shit, I'm standin' ten toes
How you actin' bald in this bitch? And we know you told
I'd rather trade your soul for a real one
Bring back my bro, old friends turn into foes
I'm still livin' though, even with my back to the wall
I'ma give and go, can't settle for less na
No fourth of inches though, I'ma hit you with that
I'ma keep my distance flow, diamonds shinin' all on my neck
That's from a distance though, shawty tried to hit me with the
Lemme gas your engine flow, I'm ridin' on E all the time
So I ain't need it though, I don't even like to pop out
I be livin' low, usually the snakes thats around
The ones you keepin' close, I don't even need me a crowd
I just vibe alone, and it ain't like takin' my style
I got a bunch of clothes, I don't even need me a style
I just write my songs, and I swear this pen is my pal
I'ma write my wrongs
Been doin' this shit for too long
Meditating, I'm focused, I be all in my zone
The sky is the limit, that's the time that I'm on
Can't wait until my moment, I'ma weather the storm