Kgts - Spliff N Rum

Thinking bout routes in life
And the drive to get to where I want to get to
Some people got cars and bikes
My two foot is how I get through
Stumbling
Never fumbling around like oh wasn't meant to get this way
Oh I don't know if it's that way
I follow my heart
And in that way
I always beat my obstacles forward thinking
Looking back at how I made a wave
Funny how I feel like I'm sinking into a new low
Broke pockets, I keep my smile whole
Ready for the new day even though I'd end up sleeping loads
I hate to oversleep but dark thoughts creep late night
So when the sun rises it's like I find peace
Within a moment of insanity
Tryna bring forth clarity
Like the new lights placed around the streets
Where I grew around trappers and crack fiends
Youngers smoking green, occasional scenes of bottles cleaned
You rarely had to BYOB
But remember next time we need the mixer G
And I was hardly in the mix up ting
But had couple mixed tings, tryna mix with me
Couple man wanna put a hit on me, like literally
Put a fist on my image clean
Yet I lean
Duck bob and weave and send em peace
And tell em deuce
Looking at it now
Maybe I should've been more ruthless
Never had the right idea
With some people who people who had me clueless
Although I always knew this
Yet i do that
And end up right where I should have started at
Never claimed to be a rapper
A brudder told me I should put down the pad and keep keez to the Mac
As a matter of fact
I always do that
That's why you call me Keez
Gotta put my piece on the streets
When I speak, vision the images, wilder than your wettest dreams

I'm just riding along
Til the wheels long gone
Fuck all the beef well done
Who's Inna all the war I'm just tryna love everyone
But I don't fuck with just anyone
Lemme get the papers
Fuck the flavours
Gimme one high grade spliff n a rum
I ain't fraid to set pace on another but I gotta set better prints for my young, cos

I know people in the grave
I got niggas in the cage
I never cease to hear the same shit different tape
Everyone wants paper
Fuck a hater
In the end we all end up same place
Cos
I know people in the grave
I got niggas in the cage
I never cease to hear the same shit different tape
Everyone wants paper
Fuck a hater
In the end we all end up same place

Written by:
Kenan Young

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