M.O.D.D Kirk - NuanceQ

Catch the Holy Ghost everytime I count the money
Tired of these niggas throwing fits like they women
On the fucking grind on the hunt with precision
That's that periscope vision

So many turn Pinocchio
They nose long
Slow song
My nuance
Not on the time that you on
Ticking time bomb
Intrinsic to the psychic
Dedicated to the finish
Raised in tough time's
Wasn't taught to have feelings
Young niggas
Yeah they out of luck
Nigga Cook it up
Nigga run it up
We don't give a fuck
Bout such and such
Turbulence in my airspace
So I hit the weed and I take flight like a stair case
Place to place
My Mental state in a different space
Ima get mine
I'm a do my thang
My back hurt cause I'm growing wings
Words painting canvas
With ya bitch I get romantic
Have her speaking different language
See the game for what it is
Don't got no time to take no chances
Need that shit in all advances
What a nature paper chaser
Odd behavior
Praying for the lord to save ya
Heartbreaker
Role models Lost in the liquor bottle
Living life at full throttle
Land of snakes I hear the rattle
Hear the rattle

Niggas on the grind and we always so committed
Living like a villain interfere with my religion
Wasn't born with money but we gotta die with it
Can't stop the time when it's tick

Niggas on the grind and we always so committed
Living like a villain interfere with my religion
Wasn't born with money but we gotta die with it
Can't stop the time when it's tick

Shallow graves and accolades
In a daze Feeling like a modern slave
Woke niggas always sleeping
Sleeping niggaz always dreaming
At the table with some demon
Seen some things I can't believe in
Agitated feeling aggravated
Need the dollar bills in population
Fuck the calculation new occasion
Situation ovulating
Have some patience
Puppeteering have you steering
Different angle new enjoyment
Gevity of thing
Got you living for the moment
Can't control it
Can't console it
Need a second just to hold
Get the weight up off my shoulder
Moving boulders
Mind state of a soldier
Intellect with no respect
I do this shit until my death
Thanking god for every breath
Checker frie's still the best
But yo I love a game of chess
Need it all and nothing less
My mind been a fucking mess
New location old address
Old address

Niggas on the grind and we always so committed
Living like a villain interfere with my religion
Wasn't born with money but we gotta die with it
Can't stop the time when it's tick

Niggas on the grind and we always so committed
Living like a villain interfere with my religion
Wasn't born with money but we gotta die with it
Can't stop the time when it's tick

Written by:
Jermaine Dawkins

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