"Rick Fox" lyrics

I keep arriving on my favorite timin', this shit is straight divine
Sometimes the pressure don't even make a diamond
But we gon' find out, save a little place to space my mind out if I need it
Made a promise that we not conceeding
Wasn't in a solver state of mind
They couldn't see it
No weapons for the weak
It's feast for every nigga I eat with
Stay out of cycle all sequence
The quicker they come, the harder they fall
I'm on my Idris
The harder the route, the better the chances that it's scenic
Made it a weather storm at least
Pourin' my head out
Crossin' my heart, I play for keeps
I shoulda told em that
This shit ain't never been a secret
If it ain't in your heart, then keep it, keep it gangsta with me
You really ready or not
Uh you really ready or not, uh

I don't think they ready, uh
Yo, I slid to the left, belly of the beast, sat by the steps
I seen and did a lot, I'm keen on my rep
You needed me
I was there off respect, off greenery made connects, the money cheat was plotted, started coppin' pounds from my
Mek
They honor me, but get washed like some laundry, they play possum and wannabes
Me and Domo like Shaq Kareem
In the middle of the summer make it feel like it's Halloween
Love blue hundreds, but my third eye open like Socrates
I want money
Got the mask on, blessin' you like a sneeze, movin' funny
I'm on point like I'm crossin' my T's, build a summit
Got all my niggas around
Me, camaraderie my circumference
Add it up like I'm hittin' the lottery, we want, nigga