"The Art Of Sharing" lyrics
Brothers in the struggle, people in the struggle
Hold tight
Right on
I got mines, you got yours
So time's to take an offer to open up doors
We all whores, waitin' for our day to get pimped
We worried 'bout our AC too far
Gettin' crimped and permed
I swear, every other day, I get burned and sucked in another man's scheme of wrongdoings
Still, I persist at pursing
It makes me wanna quit like Ewing
But I know I'm a cherry on—
I got a team that's set me up and set me on, refreshin' like Evian
Keep my toes tappin' like Savion
Always grindin', no matter what day we on
Gotta mash, get the gravy on with a couple of sides to spare
There's not too many things make strangers want a pair
Both the color green, in separate pockets, one crumble, the next one tear
About your personal problems, got no time to care
Got their own, let's not take it there (Ok)
Became a household name thanks to Dre
Meet me at the whip, pronto, andale
Yet, all of this for you, man, I have no bearings
But it all leads to the art of—
Sharing
The art of sharing
(This is the art, the art of—) Sharing
It's not for everyone, I must confirm
Got you in trouble, runnin' from big worm
Hallucinated zig zag when you should of turned
Got you stayin' home and burnin', not learn
Lose lack of interest and have no concern about your own well-being
Much less another person, got you uptight
Now, you screamin' and cursin'
Then, there's the other dudes, focus, start rehearsin'
Cancer patients use it when the nausea worsen
Could make all the payments while your girl was nursin'
It deepened the context durin' the conversin'
Your money's no good, got you feelin' like Thirsten
In the hut with Lovee, tryna make sense of it all
Paged a half hour ago, now waitin' on a call
I wish I had a forest full; I would partake with all of y'all
Niggas hit me up every time I'm in the mall
Then, there's some that hold their bags real tight in disgust, staring
Raised not knowing (Sharing) the art of—
The art of—
Sharing
The art of sharing
(This is the art, the art of—) Sharing
Hold tight
Right on
I got mines, you got yours
So time's to take an offer to open up doors
We all whores, waitin' for our day to get pimped
We worried 'bout our AC too far
Gettin' crimped and permed
I swear, every other day, I get burned and sucked in another man's scheme of wrongdoings
Still, I persist at pursing
It makes me wanna quit like Ewing
But I know I'm a cherry on—
I got a team that's set me up and set me on, refreshin' like Evian
Keep my toes tappin' like Savion
Always grindin', no matter what day we on
Gotta mash, get the gravy on with a couple of sides to spare
There's not too many things make strangers want a pair
Both the color green, in separate pockets, one crumble, the next one tear
About your personal problems, got no time to care
Got their own, let's not take it there (Ok)
Became a household name thanks to Dre
Meet me at the whip, pronto, andale
Yet, all of this for you, man, I have no bearings
But it all leads to the art of—
Sharing
The art of sharing
(This is the art, the art of—) Sharing
It's not for everyone, I must confirm
Got you in trouble, runnin' from big worm
Hallucinated zig zag when you should of turned
Got you stayin' home and burnin', not learn
Lose lack of interest and have no concern about your own well-being
Much less another person, got you uptight
Now, you screamin' and cursin'
Then, there's the other dudes, focus, start rehearsin'
Cancer patients use it when the nausea worsen
Could make all the payments while your girl was nursin'
It deepened the context durin' the conversin'
Your money's no good, got you feelin' like Thirsten
In the hut with Lovee, tryna make sense of it all
Paged a half hour ago, now waitin' on a call
I wish I had a forest full; I would partake with all of y'all
Niggas hit me up every time I'm in the mall
Then, there's some that hold their bags real tight in disgust, staring
Raised not knowing (Sharing) the art of—
The art of—
Sharing
The art of sharing
(This is the art, the art of—) Sharing
