"Fresh Water" lyrics
Yeah
They ain't never see me frontin' like I got it
I'm too busy trying to get it
Y'all good?
This right here sound like money to my ears
Light up
Early morning stretch up, playing catch up
Sipping bellinis, rolling bless up
Why pull my sweats up, what's popping?
Cartier shades with the wave stocking
Raised in Gotham, show and prove or you play possum
Made to blossom, the gods had me bumping Debarge
Juggling broads at the parliament, parked in them SABB's
This how we evolve, it's simple
Mathematics start in the mental, rap fanatic
Union Square was the venue, none resemble
Who realer? On VI with original killers
Rock jewels as a symbol to dealers, word to Shelia
Shit wicked, worship everywhere when we kick it
She saved her only son from statistics
You son of a bitches y'all owe, the Cullinan came with a bow
Fucker, my flow could change rain into snow
Say it ain't so, I'm subtle
Silent though, quick to rebuttal
Fendi duffle, taught to flip till it double
Hip-hop could never be dead
I told nigga I don't fold, nigga
This go for new nigga, old nigga, hot nigga, cold nigga
I ain't never sell my soul, nigga
I'm solid gold, nigga
Let's get to it
This how you set it, unapologetic
Getting mine's is alleged, a limited line of credit
Rhyme's is my fetish, my kind shine kinetic
See the signs but play blind, ain't no time to sweat it
The finest of beverage, flushing was my shrine in the desert
Reside where it's pleasant, my vibe from that side of Sedgwick
It's ours, never sour, sucker, give me my flowers
Pity the cowards 'cost 'cause the city allow it, I'm from it
Used to pen from the pit of my stomach, now I'm him
Spitting phlegm and it feel like I nutted, gotta love it
The loner, use my teeth to crack open Coronas
Silent investor, backing the owners
Back like the Jonas, adjusted, the game got me feeling disgusted
Heard a hater say my name and I brushed it, beloved
Not a killer but I got that covered
Making bail on top of the budget
This that ghetto gospel, get fly, fuck it music
If you in the whiskey and cigars, get to it
If you a weed blower, burn it down
I'm just happy to be here, humble as always
Shout out to Melle Mel for mastering the art of rap
Run, for ripping down them stages
Had to be there to understand
Chuck D, Eric B, KRS-One the teacher
Damn, Biz Markie, remember that record?
This is for the radio
But this right here ain't for the radio
This for the back alley, backyard, barnyard, park jam
Block parties, coups, custom Europeans
Official nigga back in business
Put your boots on
Yeah
They ain't never see me frontin' like I got it
I'm too busy trying to get it
Y'all good?
This right here sound like money to my ears
Light up
Early morning stretch up, playing catch up
Sipping bellinis, rolling bless up
Why pull my sweats up, what's popping?
Cartier shades with the wave stocking
Raised in Gotham, show and prove or you play possum
Made to blossom, the gods had me bumping Debarge
Juggling broads at the parliament, parked in them SABB's
This how we evolve, it's simple
Mathematics start in the mental, rap fanatic
Union Square was the venue, none resemble
Who realer? On VI with original killers
Rock jewels as a symbol to dealers, word to Shelia
Shit wicked, worship everywhere when we kick it
She saved her only son from statistics
You son of a bitches y'all owe, the Cullinan came with a bow
Fucker, my flow could change rain into snow
Say it ain't so, I'm subtle
Silent though, quick to rebuttal
Fendi duffle, taught to flip till it double
Hip-hop could never be dead
I told nigga I don't fold, nigga
This go for new nigga, old nigga, hot nigga, cold nigga
I ain't never sell my soul, nigga
I'm solid gold, nigga
Let's get to it
This how you set it, unapologetic
Getting mine's is alleged, a limited line of credit
Rhyme's is my fetish, my kind shine kinetic
See the signs but play blind, ain't no time to sweat it
The finest of beverage, flushing was my shrine in the desert
Reside where it's pleasant, my vibe from that side of Sedgwick
It's ours, never sour, sucker, give me my flowers
Pity the cowards 'cost 'cause the city allow it, I'm from it
Used to pen from the pit of my stomach, now I'm him
Spitting phlegm and it feel like I nutted, gotta love it
The loner, use my teeth to crack open Coronas
Silent investor, backing the owners
Back like the Jonas, adjusted, the game got me feeling disgusted
Heard a hater say my name and I brushed it, beloved
Not a killer but I got that covered
Making bail on top of the budget
This that ghetto gospel, get fly, fuck it music
If you in the whiskey and cigars, get to it
If you a weed blower, burn it down
I'm just happy to be here, humble as always
Shout out to Melle Mel for mastering the art of rap
Run, for ripping down them stages
Had to be there to understand
Chuck D, Eric B, KRS-One the teacher
Damn, Biz Markie, remember that record?
This is for the radio
But this right here ain't for the radio
This for the back alley, backyard, barnyard, park jam
Block parties, coups, custom Europeans
Official nigga back in business
Put your boots on
Yeah
