Malcolm Nash - Just For Fun

You are now listening to the 298
It gets dark as a forrest
Like you're walking through Ashton Woods
Yeah, this shit is dumb stinky
Better check the pinky
Know we ain't no rookies
I done told you dumb ass boy
You better listen up
It's Mal, that dude
That guy, he's cool
Going against the grain
I got a lot to prove
I'm not the one to hate
I'm giving back
What's due
Been planting all these seeds
I know their
Bound to bloom
All that I know
It's unnatural
How I seem to grow
My spirit it glow
Pedal to the floor
No time, I can't sit
I get it and go
And my word is bond
I don't have to say it
I'm letting it show
It's just me and me
Make that meme
Like Moonknight
Malcolm and Kosh
Got 'em like woah
Kush Konnoisseur
I've been out on the road
Known in the Ville
And I'm known on the coast
When I'm out in the city
The clubs I just flow
I'm the one with the brow
That be smiling the most
What I'm spitting is crack
Call it audio dope
And I'm on the right track
I've been reaching my goals
And I'm on the attack
And you haters are gross
I don't care I suppose
I'll just let it go
I don't like to beef
I'm vegan
Focused on the now
And the truth
Only thing I'm seeking
Say that Malcolm strange
Yeah you right
3rd eye overseeing
Keep my circle tight
Like a virgin
On the verge of peaking
Never out of place
But visually it's like I'm Token
Coming from reliable resources
Say I'm well spoken
Do my best when I'm alone
Remember feeling hopeless
Now I walk into the booth
Always locked and loaded
Feeling like I'm chosen
All these flows I can't control em
Optimized
And adrenalized
Think it's safe to say
This my 2nd nature
Tik for tac
Going back and forth
Always stand my ground
No matter what you wager
Money talks
Bullshit walks
Is my language now
And I'm fluent
Yeezys on
I just do it
(Show up)
Champagne
Connoisseur
(Pour up)
Limits I don't even see none
All the walls they build
I break through em
I might cop me a sprinter van
Go see the world and start touring
I'm off the grid while I elevate
So you can't see what I'm doing
Take it on the chin
I see no better route to go
All the words you say
I take them with grain of salt
I am not the one to play
But then again that's false
Level up with every day
Until I be the boss
Feels like
Eeny, meeny, miny, moe
I can't decide which way to flow
Laughing at you clowns
Because without you
I can stay afloat
Looking at me backwards
You can pull up if you want the smoke
Open up the door
And I got some papers
Hah, it's a joke got 'em
Man I love my city
Come here it's a pot of gold
Lo, LaKenzie and DaVinci
Putting on a show
Instead of hating
I just saw it as a chance to grow
Ain't got no suit and tie
But I'm professional
Hah, you can't fix stupid
If you don't get now you're helpless
If you don't get it now you're helpless
Malcolm Nash
That's what they gotta say or mention
Whatcha know about making money?

Written by:
Malcolm Nash

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