Rob: Earth-One - Decadence

Doing great for a bastard
I’m just trynna be better than last year
Til my pockets so fat
They need gastric
Bypass niggas while lookin' right at 'em
How many rap niggas
Turned into Casper
They not dead
But them niggas is ghosts
Need that money
In paper or plastic
And the heat
Turn that bread into toast
It ain’t no cap
Hoe, I’m better than most
In a good place
Couldn’t use GPS
Still on my feet
As I run coast to coast
Never experienced
Shortness of breath
People imply
That I gave this shit up
Stupid ass nigga,
You pressing yo luck
All of a sudden they wanna get buck
I’mma get rich
While y’all all self destruct
Made up a story
For y'all to believe
Snorted the lines,
Didn’t read in between
I’m in the den
With the lion in me
So many niggas
Denying defeat
You lying to you or you lying to me?
It’s like I’m on E
When I’m speaking the truth
You jackin' my steez
While I’m peepin' ya boo
You trippin' if you think
She leaving with you
Most of the time
I am calmer than hell
Running shit like I’m Obama, himself
Devil asked me
“When you coming to hell?”
After I make enough shit to compel
Young niggas to make a positive change
Homie asked me for a dollar in change
Remember them days
Back when I was the same
All it takes is four quarters
Now y’all in the game
Can’t go to my old ways
If it’s no grind
Then you won’t change
Niggas on the run
Wolves on the hunt
Don’t just want some
We want the whole thing
Had a hunnid thousand nights
Nigga working through the daylight
Never leave it out in plain sight
Ain’t no money left
Then it ain’t right
Can’t go to my old ways
If it’s no grind
Then you won’t change
Niggas on the run
Wolves on the hunt
Don’t just want some
We want the whole thing
Had a hunnid thousand nights
Nigga working through the daylight
Never leave it out in plain sight
Ain’t no money left
Then it ain’t right
I have a confession
I think that I have an obsession
With being the best
And I cannot correct it
The heart is a compass
I’m losing direction
And even when I leave
On my day of reckoning
Probably gon be shit
That I’ll still be questioning
Fuck it,
I’ve always been living in decadence
Prevalent, never pedestrian
It’s magic
I started as Abra
Kadabra,
Now wait for the Alakazam
They underwater
I’m floating on waves
While they hoping
To hop on my Catamaran
Won’t get the chance
To smell all the flowers
While I’m still alive
They gon turn into potpourri
Not really social with contracts
Damn near running a monopoly
I am Sophocles when I am on a beam
Trynna live the dream
Is the common theme
Some niggas don’t see
But they obsolete
I ain’t got time
For your non-belief
Never look back
Never switch sides
Niggas ain’t ever killing this vibe
They look up to me
Like I was 6’5
Struck a gold mine
With it this time
Can’t go to my old ways
If it’s no grind
Then you won’t change
Niggas on the run
Wolves on the hunt
Don’t just want some
We want the whole thing
Had a hunnid thousand nights
Nigga workin through the daylight
Never leave it out in plain sight
Ain’t no money left
Then it ain’t right
Can’t go to my old ways
If it’s no grind
Then you won’t change
Niggas on the run
Wolves on the hunt
Don’t just want some
We want the whole thing
Had a hunnid thousand nights
Nigga working through the daylight
Never leave it out in plain sight
Ain’t no money left
Then it ain’t right

Written by:
Robert Melton

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