Tony Batts & Wendelli Da Gr8 - Lemon Pepper

It's crazy
I was been supposed to release this
Joint but it's whatever
Facts it's in the chronicles now yea

Back up in my pad and
I was back up in the lab
Running up a check and we still on Them niggas ass
I'm thinking the summer's past
If you get it, stack it cause
Nothing was coming fast
I'm hoping that we don't crash Nowadays
I fuck it up and double back
My grams told me save a little time in That stash, and yeah I got the meme On no crack, and we ain't carry bad Notes or fall flat I was hanging with Some niggas, who ain't really
Have my back
But they was hanging with a nigga
We ain't falling for no traps my
Niggas behind walls and pulses a fall Flat
I had the boss up and
Left them niggas where
They at
I guess I had to gracefully bow out
I was sitting on decisions yet
I stand out
We was never penny pinching
Never asking for handouts
So undecided like I want to
Know the plan now
My mind and my family want the Kudos nigga
I never switch
Outgrew niggas like school clothes Niggas hungry running with sticks with school clothes
Don't want it all cause
I just want what I do for
I'm never lax because I know that I can Do more
I'm trying to be dc slim feel more
I ain't trying to take offers but what
You deal for
And shit these lemon pepper wings is To kill for

Ay I'm staying focused
I was born here a god
Holy land that's what I call nc
Racks in the u no pnc
Presidential faces all I see
Don't pray for me
Pray for my enemy
Lacking outside end up like kennedy
Moving like the mob like
We here from italy
Brag Life rolling hard with my Ministry
Chop em down chop em down like
I'm bruce lee
Hold up
Where my Franks at where they be Roll up
With my dog puffing on tree
Yea black belt with a white gee
Give dap then I plot with my homie
Shorty come through
I want to get grownie
Make you sweat hard call up the salon Sipping with my pinky out
I'm a don
I be whipping through the back streets Thugging for the dough
I got three weeks
Love my clean body on clean sheets New direct deposits and more cheeks
Stay focused do not get distracted
If you do fifty I'ma match it
And my girl class not ratchet Microwave on me I attach it
Cream on my mind skipping in a line Everything is mine
I don't wanna take time
Barking with the pound
Heard it's going down
So I gotta get it
Gotta ride through the town
I just want peace of mind baby
What I have now is not enough baby
I just want my family lazy
This biscuit would be better with Some gravy

Stay focused, man
You know what tone
I'ma give em one more
Look, look, uh, look
I'ma take our time with it though
Stay focused, baby hell yeah, listen

Look more I been feeling like the
Dark Knight
Or sometimes like darkseid
I settle for the harder fight
It was easy to sell the hard white
Now we popping out in that off white
Pull up in that all-black yeah
With the oreo seats
I remember bitches wasn't noticing me
Now they know when it's me
You know I had to cop the oreo seats
Shit came back full circle
And that's a older she
And if you know, then you know Nigga
The more shit that we dropping
The more we grow, nigga
You know I follow the schemes of all The go getters
These niggas wave ride, and take Position on that pole, nigga
You know I wish I could sing
Cause if you hear this sing star pop
It be like cruise control, shit'll be Steady as she go, nigga
Heaven and hell with the sign of the Times
I'm shining bright
Lord I been ready for mine I gotta go Check on mine
She always tell me
Everything gon' be fine
My head high I'ma stay humble
I gotta stick to my grind
Tbh, a lot of y'all bad, stick to the lies If you slipping, my guy, then you Slipped to the sky
And believe it or not
I'm not even grimy
And we'll still do you greasy like a Cheesesteak
For Pete's sake
I been giving niggas leeway
I feel like either way
I gotta take it easy, believe me

Yeah, yeah
Yeah, this shit too easy sometimes, you Know
It's a little early morning motivation You feel me
Stay focused, mindset in the Movement, you gotta stay focused, Man
Take a L to the same way you can take A dub, you feel me
Stay focused
Hell yeah
That's good money right there, hell Yeah shout out to tone too, man
He holding that joint down all the way Down, you feel me? gotta respect it
Well connected
Get your database disconnected
Stop playing with us man

Written by:
Tony Batts, Wendell Edmondson

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