I'm gonna burn my woes, watching the weed get thin
Man I've been high too long, feel like a week of sin
I'm gonna call my bros, you don't want beef with them
We moving up three percent
We moving up
They wanna cop my flow, I cannot move with them
Got me a new bad chick, she feeling codependent
They wanna call my phone, keeping it brief with them
I'm only on three percent
We moving up
They wanna know all of my tactics
I get it jumping like backflips
Now that I'm feeling fantastic
I needed help with the hat trick
Niggas been saying they rapping
I just sat back and I laughed at it
Man I carry like I'm backpacking
All they want is that shock value
They ain't ready for the real static
Venue said that it's been packed
I ain't tripping, where the bills at?
Niggas capping in a Bills hat
Man I still have hard times but I don't wonder where the meals at
We been living like the rat pack
Like the rat pack
Shorty never get the Snapchat
Only hit her when I slide through, fit it real tight like a snap back
Who you really wanna snap at?
We the type to pull up and we get it cracking like a bad back
Definition of a bad habit
I ain't giving niggas any breath
Man I'm asthmatic
I just wanna get my thoughts out but the room walls felt real padded
I remember feeling really low
In the mode losing my control
Mama said I never made a goal
Mama said I wouldn't ever fold
So I never fold
So I never fold
I'm gonna burn my woes, watching the weed get thin
Man I've been high too long, feel like a week of sin
I'm gonna call my bros, you don't want beef with them
We moving up three percent
We moving up
They wanna cop my flow, I cannot move with them
Got me a new bad chick, she feeling codependent
They wanna call my phone, keeping it brief with them
I'm only on three percent
We moving up
Where you from
Where you at, yea
Blunt rotation that's the only time I pass, yea
Conversation that's the only thing she lack but that booty packing
If she start to throw it back I might get attaching
Never lack, never in the backend
Never said I had a bad friend, never bad mouth
Know it's been a good night because a brother passed out
Real acquainted with the cast outs
Still rocking
Still cool and I come with options, yea they gonna ride the wave
Still knocking
Been known that I come from a common place
I don't want no competition if nobody coming with the f*cking pace
Never had a pot to piss in, good kid never caught up with a case
Affiliated with the races
I've been living out of state, I've been feeling anxious
Had to hit my lady on the phone even though we're going through some rain shit
I was running from the pain, funny the universe can make arrangements
They were never really looking at me till a nigga started making payments
They think I'm famous
Yea
Pr0 Social - 3% Lyrics
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I'm gonna burn my woes, watching the weed get thin
Man I've been high too long, feel like a week of sin
I'm gonna call my bros, you don't want beef with them
We moving up three percent
We moving up
They wanna cop my flow, I cannot move with them
Got me a new bad chick, she feeling codependent
They wanna call my phone, keeping it brief with them
I'm only on three percent
We moving up
They wanna know all of my tactics
I get it jumping like backflips
Now that I'm feeling fantastic
I needed help with the hat trick
Niggas been saying they rapping
I just sat back and I laughed at it
Man I carry like I'm backpacking
All they want is that shock value
They ain't ready for the real static
Venue said that it's been packed
I ain't tripping, where the bills at?
Niggas capping in a Bills hat
Man I still have hard times but I don't wonder where the meals at
We been living like the rat pack
Like the rat pack
Shorty never get the Snapchat
Only hit her when I slide through, fit it real tight like a snap back
Who you really wanna snap at?
We the type to pull up and we get it cracking like a bad back
Definition of a bad habit
I ain't giving niggas any breath
Man I'm asthmatic
I just wanna get my thoughts out but the room walls felt real padded
I remember feeling really low
In the mode losing my control
Mama said I never made a goal
Mama said I wouldn't ever fold
So I never fold
So I never fold
I'm gonna burn my woes, watching the weed get thin
Man I've been high too long, feel like a week of sin
I'm gonna call my bros, you don't want beef with them
We moving up three percent
We moving up
They wanna cop my flow, I cannot move with them
Got me a new bad chick, she feeling codependent
They wanna call my phone, keeping it brief with them
I'm only on three percent
We moving up
Where you from
Where you at, yea
Blunt rotation that's the only time I pass, yea
Conversation that's the only thing she lack but that booty packing
If she start to throw it back I might get attaching
Never lack, never in the backend
Never said I had a bad friend, never bad mouth
Know it's been a good night because a brother passed out
Real acquainted with the cast outs
Still rocking
Still cool and I come with options, yea they gonna ride the wave
Still knocking
Been known that I come from a common place
I don't want no competition if nobody coming with the f*cking pace
Never had a pot to piss in, good kid never caught up with a case
Affiliated with the races
I've been living out of state, I've been feeling anxious
Had to hit my lady on the phone even though we're going through some rain shit
I was running from the pain, funny the universe can make arrangements
They were never really looking at me till a nigga started making payments
They think I'm famous
Yea
Man I've been high too long, feel like a week of sin
I'm gonna call my bros, you don't want beef with them
We moving up three percent
We moving up
They wanna cop my flow, I cannot move with them
Got me a new bad chick, she feeling codependent
They wanna call my phone, keeping it brief with them
I'm only on three percent
We moving up
They wanna know all of my tactics
I get it jumping like backflips
Now that I'm feeling fantastic
I needed help with the hat trick
Niggas been saying they rapping
I just sat back and I laughed at it
Man I carry like I'm backpacking
All they want is that shock value
They ain't ready for the real static
Venue said that it's been packed
I ain't tripping, where the bills at?
Niggas capping in a Bills hat
Man I still have hard times but I don't wonder where the meals at
We been living like the rat pack
Like the rat pack
Shorty never get the Snapchat
Only hit her when I slide through, fit it real tight like a snap back
Who you really wanna snap at?
We the type to pull up and we get it cracking like a bad back
Definition of a bad habit
I ain't giving niggas any breath
Man I'm asthmatic
I just wanna get my thoughts out but the room walls felt real padded
I remember feeling really low
In the mode losing my control
Mama said I never made a goal
Mama said I wouldn't ever fold
So I never fold
So I never fold
I'm gonna burn my woes, watching the weed get thin
Man I've been high too long, feel like a week of sin
I'm gonna call my bros, you don't want beef with them
We moving up three percent
We moving up
They wanna cop my flow, I cannot move with them
Got me a new bad chick, she feeling codependent
They wanna call my phone, keeping it brief with them
I'm only on three percent
We moving up
Where you from
Where you at, yea
Blunt rotation that's the only time I pass, yea
Conversation that's the only thing she lack but that booty packing
If she start to throw it back I might get attaching
Never lack, never in the backend
Never said I had a bad friend, never bad mouth
Know it's been a good night because a brother passed out
Real acquainted with the cast outs
Still rocking
Still cool and I come with options, yea they gonna ride the wave
Still knocking
Been known that I come from a common place
I don't want no competition if nobody coming with the f*cking pace
Never had a pot to piss in, good kid never caught up with a case
Affiliated with the races
I've been living out of state, I've been feeling anxious
Had to hit my lady on the phone even though we're going through some rain shit
I was running from the pain, funny the universe can make arrangements
They were never really looking at me till a nigga started making payments
They think I'm famous
Yea
Writer: Jerrell Lanos
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid