WACK TODAY
WRITTEN BY A. BISHOP, D. EASTMAN, D. WEEKS
PRODUCED BY $LUGG
PERFORMED BY BRADLEY CINEMA, DEVIN SUMMER, & GRANDPA SWEATS
WRITTEN, ARRANGED, & PRODUCED IN THE BASEMENT, WEST VALLEY CITY, UTAH
RECORDED, MIXED, AND MASTERED BY GRANDPA SWEATS IN THE BASEMENT, WEST VALLEY CITY, UTAH, DARIAN'S CRIB, SALT LAKE CITY, UTAH, & THE BASEMENT 2.0, MAPLETON, UTAH
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I learned hella young I got the world inside my hands
So I took it to a pawn shop and I got myself a band
Started at the bottom like the train that said I can
Now I'm staring down success and if I lose it I'll be damned
Let's go and chase it down, yeah we'll catch it if we can
I spent these last years clowning now I'm turning to a man
That shit hit me quick just like the frontside of a van
Took the L and got these broken bones to get myself a chance
Damn I'm new to the game he a rookie
Got the popsicle
Ice so cold need a hoodie, my
Pants all tans and browns like a cookie
I'ma eat that
Pussy I'ma eat that
Bushy I'ma eat that
I'ma order coffee in the morning, make it decaf
Whip supersonic, yeah the cops have never seen that
Trunk full of fro'd rubber-bands, call it "Three Stacks"
All my homies outcast
All my brothers 'bout that
Stumbling and mumble on the beat, I call it clout rap
Fumbling the bag so I had to go and bounce back
Bounce that ass on my stick
(Bounce that ass on my stick)
Homie need a ride to the function
Before I'm busting
Never pop pills but I'm popping questions
You're a young man, need to teach you a lesson
'Bout talking your shit and not backing your 'fessions
Like y'all weak
I learned hella young I got the world inside my hands
So I took it to a pawn shop and I got myself a band
Started at the bottom like the train that said I can
Now I'm staring down success and if I lose it I'll be damned
Let's go and chase it down, yeah we'll catch it if we can
I spent these last years clowning now I'm turning to a man
That shit hit me quick just like the frontside of a van
Took the L and got these broken bones to get myself a chance
Big chilling
Mirror on the ceiling
No bitches got you like a villain
Big chilling
Fuck about your feelings
No limits
You can be the witness (uh uh)
Big chilling
Mirror on the ceiling
No bitches got you like a villain
Big chilling
Fuck about your feelings
No limits
You can be the witness (uh uh)
This go out to those who gotta verse you need to finish up
Get up off your ass, you gotta move, you gotta get it up
Get up out my business (uh)
This my personal space, 6 foot away
Put up my palm to your face
Put up my palm to your (aye)
Got my sunnies on, don't talk like a pop star
Laid up on the beach getting toasted like a Pop-Tart
Keep your bitch away, we don't play, like a squad car
And we lead the way, why'd you think we called it LODESTAR
I learned
The world inside my
Took it to
Got myself a band
Started
Like the train that
Now I'm staring down success and if I lose it
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