Landon Eisley - need it / loft

I really need it bad, I really need it bad
I really need it bad, I really need it bad
Think fast, move slow Think fast, move slow
Think slow, move fast Think slow, move fast

Far from home, I shouldn't be here right now
Acid tabs and bimbos in nightgowns
I'm wanna fly, but they always shoot my kite down.
I can't escape it, I'm these goodies got me tied down (I been thinking bout' it cause the worlds so cold)
(I been thinking bout' it cause the worlds so cold)
(I been thinking bout' it cause the worlds so cold)
(I been thinking bout' it cause the worlds so cold, cause the worlds so cold)
Think slow, move fast
Think slow, move fast
Think fast, move slow
Think fast, move slow

I really need it bad, I really need it bad
I really need it bad, I really need it bad

Think slow, move fast Think slow, move fast
Think fast, move slow, Think fast, move slow

I really need it bad, I really need it bad
I really need it bad, I really need it bad

I'm on 1, 2, 3 Been rolling up, up in the 6s, it's like two 3s

Speaking of rolling up, I get blitzed off of two trees
It make me feel like Enter the Void movie scenes
I'm made of ice, got cream, they not scooping me
I mix the patent breads with the crewneck Supreme

Throw in some RAF, maybe keep it simple with blue jeans
The point is, none of these niggas coming close to me
Got better luck tryna race a cheetah than to fuck with me
Nigga, it's up with me, I know that God don't like no ugly
But
In my mind I keep my ego closer than the skin that covers me
I know you gotta love it, I know you gotta love it
Say something other than compliments, I've gotten lobbies of it
I'm the real deal, and I'm living authentic

They on the same image, but me, I'm not photogenic
I'm on some other shit, I'm on some other shit
Sound from Houston and Miami, bitch, they been discovered this
Let's put the gang bangin' aside

Let's put the, let's put the gun swangin' aside
They wanna put on the façade that they really outside
But really the truth is, is they scary inside
I ain't finna tell nobody how they could live they life

But if you do that shit, reevaluate it sometimes
I'm in it for the music, they in it just to use it
There's a difference between passion and acting, don't confuse it
These niggas don't really give a fuck about rap

They do it just to move out they dirty ass flat
I'm higher than a loft, I'm higher than a loft
So much dough, got you thinking that a nigga going soft
I'm never on no sweet shit

I'm benching my whole city, not on no weak shit
I'm beating on my chest, you know I'm a beast, bitch
How bout you say the best, Boosie, Fredo, Kevin
Don't even mention YB, bitch

I'm on another level, I don't need XP, bitch
I'm on another level, I don't need XP, bitch
Swish, I'm gone

Written by:
Landon Eisley

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