Leo Mercer, Infinxte Soul - Timing

I'm Leo, I'm colder than the pole
Yo tongue is the peephole the rest is a sequel
Pull-up in the regal, like what about me tho
I'm moving too slow to worry about egos 
Sitting in the snow, Indian style
Cherokee up in my blood like the signature owl
All you gotta do is gimme a style
And imma run w it, winning my divisional round
OB got the ruger, I'm the driver he the shooter
Hit a lick afterwards my niggah turning on his uber, ah
Doe make u a man, discipline ll make you super, ah
Pop yo ass on a moped or a scooter, ah
Gotta game my ppl cause these niggah hella stupid, ah
Gtta watch my words FA me and niggahs get into it, ah
Niggahs hate the truth, but they see it hella vivid, ah
How we go account in life if ain't nobody do it, ah
Good vibes or bad vibes, just know I be vibin
Whether you learned that or know that shit, all of us be biting
There's no innovators, just demonstrators
If you lucky you one of the few originators
Thru good time and bad times
My brother told me it's timing
Dymnd got the killer, I'm the driver he the dealer
Trying to get up on these hoes, so we slapping Bryson tiller
Tying to make em say uuuuh like they last name was miller
You ain't know? Ol' boy trying to cut, get the scissors 
Keep me out the drama if you sneaking on your mister, uh
If he wanna beef, tell him I ain't had dinner, ah
Make me feel bad, living my life as a sinner, ah
The heroes are the losers, and the villains is the winner
Soooo
You niggahs distorting my vision (Ah ah)
Setting me up for these missions (Ah ah)
No muzzle Bruh I ain't sneak dissing (Ah ah)
If you do I suggest you stay distant (Ah ah)
I took the ave out of slavery
I took the brah out of bravery
Tell yo homeboys do not play w me
We know yo Capitol like A to Z
So tell em that
Good vibes or bad vibes, just know I be vibin
Whether you learned that or know that shit, all of us be biting
There's no innovators, just demonstrators
If you lucky you one of the few originators
Thru good time and bad times, my brother told me it's timing
It's getting cold outside
Ice city niggah wear a coat outside (Ah ah)
Stay strapped up for I go outside
Before I get hit, then it's no outside
I never really wanna hit the dro outside
Cause I never know who watching speaking code outside (Ah ah)
Niggahs bout to make me go rouge outside
Jawsed around and turned me to a pro outside (Ah ah)
I been with this rappin shit
Ever since we was fighting over captains (Ah ah)
I would always excel over average
If I get no love I ain't having it (Ah ah)
If you ain't with the movement, I ain't backing it
All love, all power to the African (Ah ah)
Tryna break out this western habit shit
Tryna put all my chakras in balance man
Ah ah
Level twenty seven
Top floor

Written by:
Roy Terry

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