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[Verse 1]
Who got the keys? Going off on my Steez shit
Jazz melodies and G’s, let it breathe bitch
Its Nova jazz with sequence
Critics finna hate, let em hang like old cleavage
Cat scratch on the vinyl
I’m with the vibe, so I spit like wade dribble
Double vision, and I’m trynna hit the triple
Beer pong for too long, I’m gone on the simple
That’s AM in the AM, speakin
Lately I been waking to the songs of the sleeping
Steady dreaming, tweak till the team win
And I ain’t finna let it slip like Steven
With the beast flow, preach to the beast coast
Steez off this earth but his words still preach yo (RIP)
On the weed smoke, eased like a free-throw
And imma ride to these tunes as the beat go
[Hook]
Let em vibe as I tune in
Let em ride as I tune out
Let em vibe as I tune in
[Verse 2]
And fuck school, let me skip it
I’m more into rap, and phat lyrical physics
As I pivot, morphin to a lyricist
Till errybody sayin what I spit, ventriloquist
Fuck the gimmicks, vibe you can’t take away
Food for thought but they treat it like a take away
But I got bars for days, like a chocolatier
I do me, ain’t no one need to pave the way
Let em ride to the rhythm
And get high while I rise on the risen
In the kitchen, throwing out the residue
Sick with the diction and still not legible
It ain’t clear with the complex
But let em hear the revered, cheers on the progress
I’m on a conquest, cuz they tombed the youth
I’m in my zone, finna lock me in the booth, like
[Hook]
[Outro]
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