Baket - Let Me Meditate (feat. ilyd)

Let me meditate
Cooking these hits even when I'm baked
Let me levitate
Cooking these hits even when I'm baked
Leave me alone
Won't listen to you if you speak with that tone
This is the shit that I feel in my bones
This is the shit I don't say on the phone
Better tell your bitch that dad's coming home
No she can't pitch but her back she be throwing
She like that I'm foreign I'm foreign I'm foreign
Fanbase keep growing and growing and growing
Handling the ball like I'm going for a throw in
Man I spit so hard I ain't talking bout throw up
Ain't like her then but I admit that she glowed up
Into all races I ain't got a quota
Cream rise to the top these rappers just soda
But my songs pop it ain't the genre I go for
Cream rise to the top these rappers just soda
But my songs pop it ain't the genre I go for
I want the Rovers the Rovers the Rovers
I been locked in but I've been barely sober
Underdog from the start they should know that's it over
Disconnect the controller just know it's game over
Don't push for sum if you can't take a shove
Know what I want I did all the above
I wanted to rap so I put in the reps
I got them speechless they can't catch their breath
Was not moving right didn't like what was left
Didn't wanna sell drugs do violence or theft
Wanna control the game not trynna be ref
I still can't miss but inside I'm a mess
So let me meditate
Cook these bitches even when I'm baked
Let me meditate
Cookin these hits even when I'm baked
Let me levitate
Cooking these hits even when I'm baked
We roll like ten blunts put them in rotation
We getting all this money with no hesitation
Falling in reverse I need levitation
You don't fuck with me I don't need that information
Cuz you don't know
That I don't care
Cuz we've been doing great over here
What will I see when I look into the mirror
I'm getting older but the vision's getting clearer

Written by:
Gary B, Lorenzo Bacchetta

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Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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