Apollo Springs & Rory Glassford - Corduroy | As Per Usual

Coming out the stereo
Smoother than a piccolo
Let my homies pick a hoe
Super sick flow like venereal
Gripping on the steering wheel
See me make and clear a deal
Spot the fake, I hear what's real
Hm, a lot of y'all are silent
Why you always lying?
Why your heart beat rising?
Why am I the flyest?
You bring a knife, I bring a trident
You got ya dawgs, I got some lions

Wisemen once stayed quiet
But who said I was wise?
I dish out good ass music, I just do it by design
I just do it by design
I wake up every morning and I do it every time

On call in the booth, leave it all in the truth
Gulping coffee by the brew, heavy hitting like I'm Ruth
Making wishes in the well
Kick my feet up til it tells
Tighten up my belt and I take a swig of juice
When I'm feeling loose, I let my pen do what it do
When I'm with my crew, light up as we flew to school
Lyrical karate, smashing bodies like a fool
We cooling in the Rockies, yeah we own these mountains too

Wisemen once stayed quiet
But who said I was wise?
I dish out good ass music, I just do it by design
I just do it by design
I wake up every morning and I do it every time

Speaking in a dark voice
Never gave a narc a choice
Lifted in a tinted Rolls Royce
Rolling spliffs loud as crowd noise
I enjoy the quiet and a joint
Apollo on these beats like a child with his toys
Black and blue bars, black and milds with a choice
Capture rhymes forever man that's word to Polaroid
Take over the world in some brown corduroys
I only started spitting cuz I know I found my point

God take point
No wisdom in me if I didn't listen to your voice
I hear you clearer erryday it's filling in my void

Catch us strolling down the avenue
After school we smack on macaroons
Matching J's and rapping cool
Laughing at the rules
Look who's got the uzi, the aftermath is doom
Relaxing in jacuzzis, doing laps in pools
Jesus's pieces and daiquiris
Believe the reason I gots the master key
Simple mastery of that degree of rapping G
Faded when I splash a three
Gain some cheese when we raid the pantry
Emancipate my imagery
Panoramic views
Olympic City look so beautiful
Acrobatic moves
Flip a bag and make a profit, as per usual

Panoramic views
Olympic City look so beautiful
Acrobatic moves
Flip a bag and make a profit, as per usual

Written by:
Luke McKissock

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