KaOus aka Whisper - Distance

Time to take a step back
Told myself, "just roll up"
This nigga chatting at me sideways
Like I ain't who I am; aye, Whisper
Give too much, they gonna expect it
I give what they give me, blowing unleaded
When shit get tough, they told don't sweat it
Just own my flaws and no regretting
Pour up with my nigga, Beezy
Cheers, these niggas reneging on problems that's out my control
They blame it on me, I charge 'em a fee, I swear, a nigga b best on his own
All the real niggas know
You gotta let nigga b who they is
Ain't no changing niggas
Don't matter if they started as strangers or kin
Don't get the talking crazy again
It hit different when you know you number 2
Folks try to piss on my parade
But I'm the shit, fuck am I supposed to do?
Bend to their will? My nigga, chill
Stay on point! Let's not divert from the real
If the mission aligns, I'll spend the time
But otherwise, ya a side step from being a meal
I got a mission like you
And gotta get it by any means
It ain't shit to get reckless, make a mess of shit
It's harder to keep the peace
So, that's what I strive for
How you want peace of mind and you out here downing folk?
Niggas spew that woke shit, still don't know shit;
Their actions so comical
Incase you wanna know why I'm distant
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Shawty had a basement salon, tag team with her home girl
It was something like, Eazy E & D.R.E. how they got on, first
Double up for slay, and for extra pay, she beat it up
With a separate spot that's just for kids so you could roll a blunt
I went more than once, but not for me
I swear it's the little things
My homie fucked with them, but I prefer better, only my homegirl slayin' me
But they good, though
Known all in the hood, folk
One of 'em wanted more, get brick and mortar
She wanna put her hood on
I could tell you what her friend's brother did, but you'll look at girl like "why?"
Because people will see the good in people who don't even try
The day before the salon open, her friend split with funds
I remember her crying about how she gon' open up or how it's gon' run
She called me insensitive because I laughed and told her to rewrite her books
Calculate how many heads needed per month to keep to her looks
Some anomalies happens, some Anomalies are born
You try to b nice and warn 'em, but depending on the person, they'll ignore
She's since apologized to me, but it is what is
Some say it's a response to trauma
But you don't understand I don't like drama
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Written by:
M Pye

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