Keemo - Delayed (feat. Philo)

They ask me how doing I shit i can't complain
I been learning major lessons from my past mistakes
I just learned is beauty in waiting and having patience
I just realized sometime pleasure come after pain
Life just opened up my eyes can't even stare away
The most testing times in ya life show you who here to stay
Not the ones who tryna be down and come kick it with ya
Not the ones who hide they face like it's a masquerade
Life's a bitch but it's still what you make it
So I'ma make sure it's 8 figures on her paper statements
We come from hustlers we gotta continue the saga
Won't chase a bitch but you gone always see me paper chasing
Masterminding in the crib like I'm Ronald Frazier
I hope my mama trust the process cause I got you baby
Lil nigga on his idols level Calvin Cambridge
Khaled Told me We the best
I told him Khaled WE the greatest
Tap the shoulder on my driver said it's time to take trip
On my soul and my mama we gone make it out this bitch
On my grind like I just got behind a fine Jamaican bitch
Say the shoe can only fit fuck that I'ma break it in
Im just out here Sticking to the code like the mafia
You tryna pop bottles with me or tryna pop ya gun
Sliding through these cold streets like I'm a hockey puck
I keep it low-key tryna get paid not be popular
Tell all them niggas who funny rapping they time is up
Don't see nobody expecting me that could be stopping us
Man it's crazy how many niggas rapping in the game
But when me and Philo hit the track it feel like it's only us
I took the tint off the windows just so they could see me
I tried to tell you my dreams you wouldn't believe me
Me and Philo on the track going for the three peat
Baby it's hella hard even though we make it look easy
Tell me baby you feel me

You tryna pop bottles with me or tryna pop ya choppa
I did both unfortunately, these streets'll get it out ya
A racketeering charge zipped up in this mini Mazda
Coming down the Rickenbacker
I need these chips for my Mama
How could we fail when we prayed for every particle of it
Niggas switch up in the public, what you benefit from it
Just undercover frenemies who agendas be covered
Now they getting close to you cause the life you living they want it, wow
So now i'm bangin at wood like we on trial
For protectin my manhood, my woman or my child
Skydweller Rollie dial for times we lost our passion and our smile
But I'm blowin that whistle, don't foul out
My ex with a buzzard, I feel like she crampin my style
My next move gone take me from condominiums to custom marble tiles
And staircases that rotate around for my team its goin' down
Pistons VS Pacers, play us we'll jump into the crowd
That real spill is something they can't clean up with a towel
That real spill is something they can't clean up with a towel

Written by:
Markeemo Myrie, Phillip Norville

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