It’s so unusual
b#tch I’m goin’ up so you better get used to me
Keep my guard up can’t nobody get through to me
NY Manhattan
We used to be so close what happened
Girl what happened?
I just spilt lean on my new Supreme
Up all night
I think I might need some company
Yeah
I pour my emotions inside the weed
Nothing else even matters
All I care about is countin’ breesh
Breesh
So ode
Yeah so ode
I got shooters all with me
I got shots they all with me
They all with me yeah
Just to chase my dreams had to blow about a half a G
Show some face and bring my bank account back to six G’s
Take a quick leave just to give my eyes a sight to see
Back into reality
Detox like fresh socks and old Reeboks
I’m back in New York king of the block
No rerock
You said it I heard it now get popped
Slowly rock
Back in that bad attitude
I’m hot (?)
I spank #ss rappers cannot decode my (?)
I mangle tracks smooth not a cowboy but I bepop
When on the MTA it’s unpaid
Steadily hop
I dash fast and duck cuts
My feets flee cops
Jump on the G train my terrain more than 3 stops
You saw me skatin’ through Wash
M.E.C. they know me
So ode
Yeah so ode
I got shooters all with me
I got shots they all with me
They all with me yeah
I overlap these MIDIS at what cost no salary
How many years and still ain’t touched a milli in Yen
Pick up my face and put the smile on that I use for pretend
The one that only get penetrated by family and friends –
Weight too heavy so pick up (?) to carry my chest
It get deep like
I could prolly carry a jet
They don’t peep like
I got sh#t I gotta protect
Grabba in my lungs I’m gaspin’ like a gash on my neck
I’m sayin’
I’m still barely a friend
Still makin’ beats makin’ breesh and cashin’ my checks man
So ode
Yeah so ode
I got shooters all with me
I got shots they all with me
They all with me yeah woah
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Slump Kevin Lyrics – SLUMP KEVIN SO ODE