Get Right

Every time l write
L be getting right
Just as nice as the gift of life
We picking our women right
Then switching positions twice
The shit that l be spitting is vivid
That’s y these niggas bite
It’s written in gigabytes
When lit From a different light
You picture a different life
Fuck giving these chickens pipe
We pitching nicks at nick
Equipping the strip with white
In spite
Of the fact my momma probably used to hit the pipe
Or get the sniffing type
Just to Hit a height
Lm getting hype
Grip a mic
Hold it tight
Rocking like some dolomite
Early morning over night
Understand that oversight
Can undermine your sacrifice
This is more than rap advice
But fuck it you ain’t acting right

Every single night
We be getting right
Twist the piffy tight
We fixing to catch a flight

Feel like I’m dealing with some retards
Me I’m book and street smart
Often l just eat hearts
Of my rivals
U stuck in high school
Caught up on your sweetheart
All l need is 3 bars
All you need is peace God
It obvious you miserable
Obvious your mental condition is critical
Honest this is obvious I’m being psychoanalytical
Untraditional
The way that l can get at you
You been so hypercritical
Plus you an individual
That loves to ridicule
Over subliminal
Statuses
Doing the minimal
You see l see the bitch in you
My beings metaphysical
So speaking statistical
Beating me is impermissible

Every single night
We be getting right
Twist the piffy tight
We fixing to catch a flight

It’s either me or you
And l need a few
Sneakers shoes
Reafer baking like Anita do
L can flow it anywhere l don’t really need a booth
Catch me in a decent mood
L might blow some trees with you
Like hurricane seasons do
Heard the pain seasoned you
Problems they just eat at you
Feeling so defeated too
We needed you
To be the truth
You focused on these bitches
But these bitches don’t believe in you
Bitches gon be bitches n stay bitching
Plus they evil too
Even Adam eat the fruit
You see how eves deceiving you
My nigga lost his soul
To and unforgiving hoe
He just couldn’t let her go
But yo
I’m claiming pole position
Instilling faith when hope was missing
My flows enriching

Every single night
We be getting right
Twist the piffy tight
We fixing to catch a flight