So Buenoo - Nobu With Yeezy

Legs barely keep me up
I'm still thinking lics
(Harmonious ad libs like you do tell me
I ain't pop a pill in years
Now I'm thinking sticks
I did construction for a summer
Got me thinking bricks

Legs barely keep me up
I'm still thinking lics
(Harmonious ad libs like you do tell me
I ain't pop a pill in years
Now I'm thinking sticks
I did construction for a summer
Got me thinking bricks

I can tell you timid I
When plug talk makes you switch up
You movin funny round this room gangsta niggas
I got loyalty wit me
Im never paying niggaas
(Never)
Yea
Not for no protection
I don't switch up I'm gettin perfect at
Movin one direction

Special section for them
Ones yo ribs touched wit

We raise cups
And we laugh at those misfits
From the bottom to the penthouse
Jewels lookin like shooting stars
We famous wit the grip
New shooting stars

Bully got Siri in his Patek
So she take notes
Zee watch me hustle through
The struggle hope he take notes
Buenoo did some bids and I didn't listen
But I took notes

Nobu wit Kanye in the bacc
We need it private please
I need to tell him what Jesus walks meant
To me
I need to tell him i took college dropout seriously
I need to tell him I agree we all not that deep

Nobu wit Kanye in the bacc
We need it private please
I need to tell him what Jesus walks meant
To me
I need to tell him i took college dropout seriously
I need to tell him I agree we all not that deep

Let that sink in and vibe wit me before I go bac. In

Oh oh ohhh
Oh Yeaa
Oh oh ohh
Oh yea

I pop out here and there
Like that one zit
If the diddy hear me he'll say that ones it
I love her
Last convo was I'm done Bitch
No vitamin c
Now I'm dumb sicc

If I say I love you then that's on me
Cuz I only love my granny nigha not me
Thinkin bout the ice more then an nhl draft picc
Mad rich I wanna be, nope I don't got a reason
Trap hot all year, shit don't got season
Made friend with some cops, after reading on treason
Ilook into myself there's the God we believe in
Yea
There's the God i believe in
I don't see a lane closed
No license I'm speeding

Speeeeedin
Through the pain so I feel it for second
Speeedin_
Through these lanes ima see you in a second

All I care about is money
Fucc the city that I'm from
Ima smoke it till my lung hurts
She gone sniff it till burst
Said we young in
2019 so we living in curse
(Said I'm blacc and got goals so I'm living wit a curse god damn

Nobu wit Kanye in the bacc
We need it private please
I need to tell him what Jesus walks meant
To me
I need to tell him i took college dropout seriously
I need to tell him I agree we all not that deep

Legs barely keep me up
I'm still thinking lics
(Harmonious ad libs like you do tell me
I ain't pop a pill in years
Now I'm thinking sticks
I did construction for a summer
Got me thinking bricks

Written by:
Nana Sintim Misa

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