1. |
Twenty-Five Deep
03:55
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Its just a simple introduction
To a new chapter
Another story told, behold
Another year older, broke the mold
And showed that twenty-four
Just a number
Add it on up to twenty-five
The joke is on you, I'm still fucking alive
Had to drive by with the beat tape up in my mind
And combined with the graduation, I press rewind
To remind myself, that I define myself
I got plenty room to grow, but I ain't by myself
I got love for Ella, I got love for Howard
I got love for Troy, I got love for now and
I got love forever, I got love for Jay
And so I pray that my little cuz staying awake
I got love for Juan, I got love for Lex
I got love for Quan, I got love for Reg
I got love for everyone I couldn't put on this track
I got love for all my people, feels good to be back
I remember twenty years, the fears of chapter six
Prayed to see twenty-one because of politics
In this country, being raised up in the country
Feeling like a dream, I schemed up for the money
Funny, how we made due and we thrived
Stack your money til' it gets sky high
One day, I know I gotta testify
Said I wouldn't even live to see oh two five
But on five three one, I crossed the threshold
Never focused on the gold if it means that I sold out
And I lost my soul, forgetting those who show
That they standing by my side, through the rain or the snow
So I'm ten toes down, never hogging the crown
If it ain't fit every head where my love is found
And man I love this now, its been far too long
Pray I touch every soul by the end of this some, come on
Man
You better sing that shit
(Ahh)
Finally back
I know its been too long but
Hopefully it won't be as long the next time
In the meanwhile enjoy
Cassius
And so when flooded by the life, I wrote this slowly
So eleven songs later, you get to know me
This year, twenty-eighteen was in my dreams
Build a team by the truss, sowed it up at the seams
And so it seems, meditation truly the key
Every key on this beat, keep me here for a week
Its not bleak in the flood, never tongue in the cheek
Truly meaning every word that I speak on this beat
After eighteen years
Eighteen years
That's how long it took for me to bring the sound to your ears
And then I faded, speechless in the moment of time
Last line was for the diehards who know I can rhyme
Sunrise, it never came to be my first mixtape
See my heart just wasn't in it, would've been a mistake
So I create Flooded, now I'm feeling awake
Still riding with the flow, when I chill in the lake
I feel the weight, resting on my shoulders at night
Still trying to figure out if the path is right
Despite the smaller odds cause my skin ain't white
I crossed the water now so I'll win that fight
See my blood run deep and the climb is steep
Ain't no crabs in the buckets cause we all gotta eat
Never moved by the flood, never feeling defeat
See the roots too deep, rose in concrete, I proceed...
Took forever for me to proceed though right
At least that's the way it feel
I'm just blessed to be able to bring this
This album to you
Thank you...
(Uhh)
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2. |
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It ain't no secret
It ain't no secret, man
I love my city
I love it, I love it
I love it, I love it
It ain't no secret
It ain't no secret, man
I love my city
I love it, I love it
I love it, I love it
This from the Carolina boy, born and raised in the South
Granny cooking for the hunger, pouring tea for the drought
Never making it out, without some food for your mouth
And at the end of the route, eating never in doubt
I'm talking love from the start, meeting love from the ending
When the timing was hard, love ain't never depending
Cause it was always gonna be there, never searching to find
Very reason why the intro, always stuck in my mind
But then I started the grind, left the city although
Eight oh three in my heart, I was ready to go
They say they never loved you, if they wanted it so
That you always stayed the same, by refusing to grow
It ain't no secret
It ain't no secret, man
I love my city
I love it, I love it
I love it, I love it
And so I moved to the Queen, in two oh eleven
Graduated high school, just to learn the cuisine
Thought the love would be the food, but it was really the scene
After filtering the fake, I was building my team
I'm talking love from the Cedar, all the way to the View
As the circle started shrinking, I was viewing the crew
Hit the hookah next to NoDa, slowly blowing it through
Then I'm headed Uptown, just to see what was new
Got some stories for days, that'll truly amaze
Reminiscing on the times, me and Rodney would blaze
Me and Reggie hit the road, after many delays
Tryna lay the track down, for the first mixtape
Kicking back after class, serving up on two-k
Blacking out at the View, for C-I double A
When I'm walking through the city, feeling like everyday
Eating out with my lady, at the diner at eight
But then I had to move back, shortly after the fact
Mama had the transplant, when the liver attack
Moving down to the cap, I was filling the gap
Transferring to the C, I was building my mad
It ain't no secret
It ain't no secret, man
I love my city
I love it, I love it
I love it, I love it
I feel like Drake in oh-nine, when he was so far gone
Yelling Houstatlantavegas, by the end of the song
I got love for the Met, got me up in my zone
Confidence was slowly growing, as I poured the patron
Then it kept going up, once the hangover gone
From the river to Pavilion, Shell to the Exxon
I was gone off the gas, spraying on the cologne
Heading down to the points, feds waiting to spawn
Playing G-T-A five, five o'clock in the night
Could've squared up with niggas, what's the point of the fight
So my hard fucking work, quickly losing the height
And I'm back to square one, see the outcome was quite
Fucking different, its a mission, avoid all the division
Reminiscing over the times, I stopped the inhibition
Add it up to the fact, that I'm constantly backed
By my love from each verse, flowing over the track
I got love for the Crossroads, I got love for Rembert
I got love for the Den so, I'll never divert
I got love for the Queen, even love in between
I got love for Soda City, as I'm living my dreams
It ain't no secret
It ain't no secret, man
I love my city
I love it, I love it
I love it, I love it
Up in the city, I got love
Got love, I got love
Say I'm up in the city, I got love
I got love, I got love
Say got love for the city, my love
My love, my love
Flowing over the city, my love
My love, got love, my love
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3. |
Storm Comin'
03:48
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One two
Say its one too
What you gone do
What you gone do
Storm coming, what we gone do
Storm coming, what we gone do
Say what we gone do huh, what we gone do
Say what we gone do huh, what we gone do
Storm coming, what we gone do
Storm coming, what we gone do
Say what we gone do huh, what we gone do
Say what we gone do huh, what we gone do
Dumb nigga at the top, always running his mouth
Talking so much shit, that he really ain't bout
Got the whole damn nation, living in doubt
Headed for damnation, who choosing the route
Poor whites out of sight, he ain't caring for you
When the storm hit the shore, acting totally new
When the shit hit the fan, its a sobering view
Rain been coming through, got your mind confused
Who bout to lose, country like a ship on a cruise
See waves hitting the side, then the flood come through
Which way you decide, coming back for you
Dark clouds over top, then its thundering through
Talking bout regret, ain't no sorries and thank yous
Inexperience banked you, and now your money you can't use
Cause you stuck in the rut, and now its punching your gut
Ignorance in desperation, ain't no time for the buts
The storm coming, what we gone do
Storm coming, what we gone do
Say what we gone do huh, what we gone do
Say what we gone do huh, what we gone do
Storm coming, what we gone do
Storm coming, what we gone do
Say what we gone do huh, what we gone do
Say what we gone do huh, what we gone do
I hear the thunder in the back, feel the rain from up top
Light wander to the black, clouds in the backdrop
When will it stop, hard to say, it ain't even started
Tears falling from the sky, from the dearly departed
Its been charted, nothing new is under the sun
But the past generation, only on round one
When the same story told, no umbrella in sight
Like Horry wearing gold, sending shots in the night
Where the light, gotta get up off of your knees
Cause the tide coming up, and its all that we need
Know its given us hope, but we can't let it waste
While we thought it was a joke, water touching the waist
I know its easy sitting down, and complaining no change
Every Sunday hear the message, but we stuck in the chains
Same message from the reading, that they did in the rain
Motivation, ain't no time to complain, its not a game
Storm coming, what we gone do
The storm coming, what we gone do
Say what we gone do huh, what we gone do
Say what we gone do huh, what we gone do
The storm coming, what we gone do
Storm coming, what we gone do
Say what we gone do huh, what we gone do
Say what we gone do huh, what we gone do
The storm coming, what we gone do
(What we gonna do)
The storm coming, what we gone do
(What we gonna do)
Say what we gone do huh, what we gone do
(What we gonna do)
Say what we gone do huh, what we gone do
(What we gonna do)
The storm coming, what we gone do
(What we gonna do)
The storm coming, what we gone do
(What we gonna do)
Say what we gone do huh, what we gone do
(What we gonna do)
Say what we gone do huh, what we gone do
(What we gonna do)
Wonder what we gone do in the aftermath
Saying right now, is it too late, is it too late
Man I wonder what we gone do in the aftermath
Saying right now, is it too late, is it too late
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4. |
Aftermath (Drifting)
04:25
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Good morning
Wake up early in the morning and I look at the sky
Some days I be mourning, thankful that I'm alive
I survived
I survived
I wake up early in the morning and I look at the sky
Some days I be mourning, thankful that I'm alive
I survived
I survived
I spark one up, well aware someone could've run up
On me when I was done up, after school could've sprung up
With a gun, split my dome to bits
Over first day clothes that they could not get
I admit, survival guilt pass through my mind
Guess it wasn't my time, stars wasn't aligned
I recline, reminisce over the time
Older cousin killed driving, I was next in the line
Treece got her own license, I was tryna get mine
Remember getting that call, couldn't fight through the crying
Unk told me be strong, in the funeral line
I declined that fear, cause I won't be confined
To those thoughts, turn, tossed in my bed for naught
Caught forethought stuck in my head and taught
That you can't fear death, when we all allotted
With time on the clock, not a second is lost
Wake up early in the morning and I look at the sky
Some days I be mourning, thankful that I'm alive
I survived
I survived
I wake up early in the morning and I look at the sky
Some days I be mourning, thankful that I'm alive
I survived
I survived
I spark one up, thinking bout my old friend Nick
Slid to the wrong clique, with some fucked up shit
Next I see him on the news, let the story omit
Mind gone over drugs, he ain't know that he hit
Took his own life, another one gone in the night
Den been trapping niggas, to the left and the right
And despite, very few seeing the light
Somehow I was spared, when the window was tight
Seen a young dude cuffed on the corner and knew
Bullets flew through the air, then I walked right through
Came a whole ten sooner, could've been gone too
But I left without a scratch, that's the card I drew
One facing full time, morgue just got two
Cause he won't make it out, really nothing is new
Hard truth, I'm feeling Ms. Hill's debut
Miseducation waste another life, what's new
Wake up early in the morning and I look at the sky
Some days I be mourning, thankful that I'm alive
I survived
I survived
I wake up early in the morning and I look at the sky
Some days I be mourning, thankful that I'm alive
I survived
I survived
I spark one up over time, refined my own mind
Cause I couldn't let it waste, inside the outline
Designed for more climbs, outside the confines
Unbound from those binds, and moved through those vines
It seems, lately I've been flooded by dreams
I survived test one, at the end of my teens
Story only just begun, but the path unseen
Dove deep in the dept, feeling stuck in between
Them dreams, death seen, at the end of the stream
I was stuck inside a rut, I was losing my steam
Fearing wasting these blessings, why did she choose me
When patience just lessen, which of me will she see
Foolish hope up in the sky, I survive or thrive
Can't drive in neutral, so I thrive for life
What's the next page written, what will I decide
See you on the other side, of the great divide
Wake up early in the morning and I look at the sky
Some days I be mourning, thankful that I'm alive
I survived
I survived
I wake up early in the morning and I look at the sky
Some days I be mourning, thankful that I'm alive
I survived
I survived
I survived
I survived
Gotta more than just survive
Gotta make sure I'm alive
I survived
I survived
Gotta more than just survive
Gotta make sure I'm alive
Gotta more than just survive...
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5. |
Make Moves (Swimming)
03:09
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Wake the fuck up from that
Sometimes you gotta go out and get it you know
Sometimes you feel like you drowning up in the flood
And you wanna pity yourself
But you gotta do more
Just gotta do more
More, knowing I can't hit the floor
Lest I lose all of this hunger, I've been storing since the pour
Of my first glass of milk, back in nineteen ninety-four
My momma worked the night, while I'm crawling to the door
Can I get more, was the first phrase of choice
I've been hearing all this hunger, since I first heard my voice
Fuck a Rolls-Royce, I've been whipping this Accord
Cause its all I can afford, while I'm tryna get more
Never focused on the flash and cash, to front gladly
Focused on the fast attacks, they sent granny
Back when they was tryna take the house from us
And it was dangerous, to act with anger thus
I been planning, making moves, under all the noise
Standing while I'm focused on the isle with poise
And I employ, all of the twists and turns
All of the disses and burns
I never wish I earn
I make moves
(Make moves)
I make moves
(Make moves)
I make moves
(Make moves)
I make moves
(Make)
Bitch I never wish, I earn
I make moves
(Make moves)
I make moves
(Make moves)
I make moves
(Make moves)
I make moves
(Make)
Bitch I never wish, I earn I
Shine, before I'm lost up in this time
If the legacy's forgotten, what's it worth down the line
Can I get mine, cause you steady getting yours
Selfish thoughts through my brain, the allure of the more
Can I stay focused, stay drifting through the waves
Where the memory's engraved, of these things I depraved
All costs, was the battle fought to be lost
By these temporary loves, and these things never sought
By my everlasting thoughts of my younger self
I often thirst for wealth, instead of thank for health
The fuck wrong, mirror in the waves, he gone
One hand pass the other, now I'm holding on
Before long, momma losing hope, she strong
After all this time, they keep saying move on, he gone
Trust life, in the middle of the night
The middle of it all, all you got is the fight right
Left wrong back waiting at the door
Still can I get more, and see tomorrow
I need to know, this my manifesto
To not change for dough, and change the ratio
Let em know, sometimes get it how you get it
Just do not forget it, if so don't admit it right
Keep your sight on green, cause its quite
Quite adept at dimming that light
Quite adept at burning that bridge
Quite adept at changing that pitch
Quite adept at making want more, when money hit floor
That line break for sure, greed grow
Was the rhyme all for show, and talk was too cheap
And all for cash flow, hell no
Greed ain't dimming that glow, ain't changing that goal
Ain't changing that soul, got damn
I make moves
(Make moves)
I make moves
(Make moves)
I make moves
(Make moves)
I make moves
(Make)
Bitch I never wish, I earn
I make moves
(Make moves)
I make moves
(Make moves)
I make moves
(Make moves)
I make moves
(Make)
Bitch I never wish, I earn I
I make moves
(Make moves)
I make moves
(Make moves)
I make moves
(Make moves)
I make moves
(Make)
Bitch I never wish, I earn
I make moves
(Make moves)
I make moves
(Make moves)
I make moves
(Make moves)
I make moves
(Make)
Bitch I never wish, I earn I...
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6. |
Sea Serpents
03:39
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At twenty-five, I survived long enough
Its no surprise that these eyes been closing up
Cause I'm thinking, been linking, now I'm weeding them out
Doesn't matter if they born in the North or the South
East or West, ain't no pawn playing the chess
Tryna find if they heart really beat in they chest
I digress, tryna swim up out of the stress
And I'm thinking isolation easier than the quest
To find the true love, I done seen some fucked up shit
Seen a man ducking shots, sis pushing the whip
That was blazing, amazing who jumping to choose
When they staring at the end, got nothing to lose
Don't confuse, love when they tryna suffuse
Through your circle, don't gurgle, when you paying your dues
And got nothing in return, hard lesson to learn
But the serpents in the water have your ass the urn, its like dern
It's getting harder for me to vibe
It's getting harder for me to vibe
I got a lot of shit on my mind
I got a lot of shit on my mind
It's getting harder for me to vibe
It's getting harder for me to vibe
I got a lot of shit on my mind
I got a lot of shit on my mind
Simple facts, complex execution
Blinded by illusion, for the need of the inclusion
Briel, was the name of my younger self
Wide-eyed young nigga at Johnson & Wales
Thought I needed more friends, cause I wanted the love
Circle grew from bout ten, to bout thirty above
Ain't no love, when the going start to get tough
And the funds ain't there, so you fall out of touch
Knew a shorty hit me up, cause I had that whip
Soon as that broke down, then her as gone dip
But the lessons turn to blessings, through the essence of the crescent
And the circle go from full, to a place with the presence
Of trust and love, rarely seen and plus
When its found, its kept, loyalty for us
That's a must, checking all the boxes or bust
Grown man with a few, and they riding the rough, its like that
It's getting harder for me to vibe
It's getting harder for me to vibe
I got a lot of shit on my mind
I got a lot of shit on my mind
It's getting harder for me to vibe
It's getting harder for me to vibe
I got a lot of shit on my mind
I got a lot of shit on my mind
Overtime, like Steph with the shot
Blood start to boil, that seat gone get hot
Hope not, but you gotta watch for the plot
Get murked by your bro, cause they loving the thot
Like Bird did Weezy, and Puff with Big
Like Suge with Pac, and Cam with Jigga
I guess you never figured that it'd come to this
If they looking at you bitter, cause she hitting them splits
And she sliding in the DM, bruh something amiss
And you need to pick one, that gone leave that chick
Same go for your girl, who was chasing that dick
Speaking to all my sisters, who done been through this shit
He or she, real or fake, I avoid the mistake
Cause I learned from the past, and its plenty at stake
Never died over petty, never flaked for the cake
Gotta watch for the serpents, gotta watch for the snakes, its like that
It's getting harder for me to vibe
It's getting harder for me to vibe
I got a lot of shit on my mind
I got a lot of shit on my mind
It's getting harder for me to vibe
It's getting harder for me to vibe
I got a lot of shit on my mind
I got a lot of shit on my mind
Can't vibe with you
Can't vibe with you
Can't vibe with you
No, no
Can't vibe with you
Can't vibe with you
Can't vibe with you
No, no
Can't vibe with you
Can't vibe with you
Can't vibe with you
No, no
I can't vibe with you
Can't vibe with you
Can't vibe with you
No, no...
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7. |
Green Sea (Drowning)
02:52
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And they wonder why you can't trust these serpents out here
Green...
Always fucking green...
Count your money nigga, get it up
Surrounded by the green nigga, live it up
You bound by the greed nigga, get enough
You fiending for a check nigga, cut it up, cut it up
Count your money nigga, get it up
Surrounded by the green nigga, live it up
You bound by the greed nigga, get enough
You fiending for a check nigga, cut it up, cut it up
Bring it from the ground, to alive, not survive
Tryna make sure that I'm living in this life, I'm alive
I heard you can't take it with you, when you're, so I strive
Living while I'm breathing, chasing green, hitting stride
That the vibe, that a nigga getting in the flood
Stranded out in the sea, doing everything you should
Doing everything you're told, money don't get old
But you age in dog years, when compared to the gold
What's your goals, is it just to stack by the attack
Or assault for the vault, break a back for the rack
Is the target too small, making tracks for the plaque
Is the picture too small, where you from, where it at
Is it more, is it bringing change for the change
Making moves to improve, trading head for the brain
Trading chains to attain, educate and maintain
The next generation, never sip the codeine, if not...
Get it up
Surrounded by the green nigga, live it up
You bound by the greed nigga, get enough
You fiending for a check nigga, cut it up, cut it up
Count your money nigga, get it up
Surrounded by the green nigga, live it up
You bound by the greed nigga, get enough
You fiending for a check nigga, cut it up, cut it up
Green ain't only money, envy, things that tend to grow
Its more than bread or dough, paper, cheddar, you blow
Its more than black or white, when the class got height
Its more than little bands, that be holding it tight
Sometime it turn to red. from the urn of the dead
Consumed by purple mind state, like Nasir said
Call the next man up, like the Patriots did
Its funny them same pats, got us stuck in the grid
Eyeing how somebody feeding they family, all for a grammy
Envy move from Settle, all the way to Miami
Then its candy, when hot steel hit the dome
He ain't far from his home, said a prayer and he gone
Now the face behind the finger, staring straight at a bid
Unless he ducking the cops, morals never acquit
They say time heal wounds, money don't come with
Counting dimes, he doomed, heart ain't never forget, got damn...
Get it up
Surrounded by the green nigga, live it up
You bound by the greed nigga, get enough
You fiending for a check nigga, cut it up, cut it up
Count your money nigga, get it up
Surrounded by the green nigga, live it up
You bound by the greed nigga, get enough
You fiending for a check nigga, cut it up, cut it up
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8. |
Message In A Flask
03:15
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Um...
Um um...
Got damn...
Woah...
Woah
Got the flask in the back of my pocket
Bloodline never gone stop it, lets change the topic
Oh can I cop it, searching for a bottle
Young nigga drunk, thirsting for a model, on full throttle
Just like my Unck, found stranded on the curb
Hard lesson never learned, still thirst, what came first
Was it the fool, or the reason that he dumb
Head heard, arms feeling kinda numb, I came from
Drunk deacons and big cousins who stayed buzzing
Throat flooded, she big butted and stay blunted
Who can resist, temptation as she kissed
Drunk lips, I'm adrift, I'm lost in a gray mist
Play this, well after the transplant
Well after the drunk rant, well after the decant
When you pour it out, and I'm thrust into the ground
Still holding the damn brown, too proud to back down
Got the flask in the back of my pocket uh
Bloodline ain't never gone stop it uh
Thirst quench ain't never gone come for sure
Cause a young nigga be wanting more
Got the flask in the back of my pocket uh
Bloodline ain't never gone stop it uh
Thirst quench ain't never gone come for sure
Cause a young nigga be wanting more
Um, hard to face facts
Um, hard to trace back
Um, hard to move forward
Um, hard to move shore-ward
Um, still looking for dry land, been drinking and vibing
Been slipping and sliding, on the surface
Inside, a young nigga hurting
Sipping on E and J while I'm peeking through the curtain
And I'm certain, that I'm inserting all of these thoughts
And steady looking across, to accost my distraught thoughts
To your ears, flooded out by my peers
So I made this L-P, in the hopes I would appear
On your timeline, the fine line of spoiled milk and fine wine
Maybe I waited too late to claim my time, but see its all fine
The bloodline was intertwined in my rhymes
To underline the messages you still find
When moonshine combine with the baseline
I speak a story, of the low class, now quarried
Liquor store on the corner, cheap vice in a hurry
Got the flask in the back of my pocket uh
Bloodline ain't never gone stop it uh
Thirst quench ain't never gone come for sure
Cause a young nigga be wanting more
Got the flask in the back of my pocket uh
Bloodline ain't never gone stop it uh
Thirst quench ain't never gone come for sure
Cause a young nigga be wanting more
Got the flask in the back of my pocket uh
Bloodline ain't never gone stop it uh
Thirst quench ain't never gone come for sure
Cause a young nigga be wanting more
Got the flask in the back of my pocket uh
Bloodline ain't never gone stop it uh
Thirst quench ain't never gone come for sure
Cause a young nigga be wanting more
I be wanting more...
I be wanting more...
And I don't even know...
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9. |
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I've been feeling distant lately, got me on the move
Hard for me to listen daily, know its overdue
Distant like the last time I chilled with all my friends
Don't depend if we together, still love you til' the end
Distant like the bridge between me and my pops
Distant like the view between me and the cops
Distant like I love you, only see you through the snap
Spent four fucking years trying to love her til' she back
Distant like the Benz, pulling up to the corner
Through the green lens, all he see's another goner
With the burner in his hands, wind the window back up
Give no fucks, hit the gas, say he just out of luck, what the fuck
Distant like your room with the view
Looking down on the ones who ain't never seen you
They gone spend in your name, scratching up for change
Pray to see another day, feeling out the range, in the
Distance
(Far away)
Think about that for one instant
I'm feeling high in the clouds
I'm feeling distant
(My mind)
(So far)
Yea, so distant
(Miles away in my mind)
(So far)
So distant
(So far)
(So far, uh)
Distance
(Far away)
Think about that for one instant
I'm feeling high in the clouds
I'm feeling distant
(My mind)
(So far)
Yea, so distant
(Miles away in my mind)
(So far)
So distant
(So far)
(So far, uh)
Money, diamonds, clothes, riches
Big booty bitches, a squad with no snitches
All these fuck niggas, I'm just tryna keep my distance
What is this, don't come at me asking for forgiveness
I read a lot of books, I'm chasing success
Ninety-nine speed, ninety-nine finesse
Super dank weed, only smoking the best
Usain Bolt, pull away from the rest
I don't pay you niggas no mind
A check ain't nothing for me to sign
Your bitch got a lot of extra time
And I spend that hitting her from behind
If you a hater, please stop
I make more money than your pops
In the studio smoking moon rocks
High in this bitch, I'm an astronaut
Distance
(Far away)
Think about that for one instant
I'm feeling high in the clouds
I'm feeling distant
(My mind)
(So far)
Yea, so distant
(Miles away in my mind)
(So far)
So distant
(So far)
(So far, uh)
Distance
(Far away)
Think about that for one instant
I'm feeling high in the clouds
I'm feeling distant
(My mind)
(So far)
Yea, so distant
(Miles away in my mind)
(So far)
So distant
(So far)
(So far, uh)
Back when I was a little boy, I never used to ask for toys
All I was about, my chips and cookies, call it Chips Ahoy
Did it overnight, it couldn't even happen quicker
I took a little sneeze and the beat got sicker
Took the top off my pen, when I wrote this shit
So you know there's no cap, in my fucking right wrist
I want the money but, it bring violence
But all a nigga really need is peace and silent
Speaking of silent, I'm not violent
But I'll bring the thunder like Westbrook when he driving in
Guess that's why a cop try to kill a nigga while he driving
Yea, while he driving
All my life I heard Saul stop playing
When this song blow, I'm gone remember that saying
Never bite the hand that feeds you
But never fear a man if he bleeds too
If he bleeds too
Distance
(Far away)
Think about that for one instant
I'm feeling high in the clouds
I'm feeling distant
(My mind)
(So far)
Yea, so distant
(Miles away in my mind)
(So far)
So distant
(So far)
(So far, uh)
Distance
(Far away)
Think about that for one instant
I'm feeling high in the clouds
I'm feeling distant
(My mind)
(So far)
Yea, so distant
(Miles away in my mind)
(So far)
So distant
(So far)
(So far, uh)
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10. |
Different (feat. AJO)
02:52
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Corner of the room, rarely found with a smile
Didn't matter what they thought, you always had your style
This song is for the child, who's been in exile
From the circles that be laughing, cause they don't know how
He or she be living life, behind that profile
Behind the timeline where they sharing just to fit with the crowd
Stand out, don't matter if you different than cool
One day you waking up, and then you leaving that school
Or you leaving that crew, some friends just ain't forever
Never here for the flood, but back for sunny weather
Real ones stay together, fake washing away
Not avoiding cliche, you was born this way
Sunday to Sunday, stay true to your make
If you molded how you want, stay true to your shape
Don't fake, you know you're beautiful in design
If they can't love you back, leave they ass behind, and that's fine
Know they always ask for more
Man you gotta let that go
Then you got room to grow
(Baby it be different)
Before you spread love, love yourself back
Don't give a fuck, if they love that
This the soundtrack for the outcasts
Now you got room to grow
Came a long way, so don't throw it away
Stay true to the reflection that you see everyday
I pray, these words making it through the gate
At the end of the day, never acclimate
The fact remains, you cracked the chains, and break free
Find your true self and fuck what they see
Never be what they want, your mentality
Won't change, if you love who you're born to be
Variety, a beautiful thing up in this earth
No path more rewarding than finding self worth
If you put the gun down after hearing my verse
Then I'm smiling when its time for me to ride that hearse
And I'm blessed, so I'm sending this blessing to you
So much more for you to see, know your life ain't through
Standing outside the crowd, only way to show you
See the value much more, when you're one of a few, and that's true
Know they always ask for more
Man you gotta let that go
Then you got room to grow
(Baby it be different)
Before you spread love, love yourself back
Don't give a fuck, if they love that
This the soundtrack for the outcasts
(Let em' hate for the love)
(Let em' hate for the love)
Now you got room to grow
Know they always ask for more
Man you gotta let that go
Then you got room to grow
(Baby it be different)
Before you spread love, love yourself back
Don't give a fuck, if they love that
This the soundtrack for the outcasts
Now you got room to grow...
Now you got room to grow...
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Yea...
Its hard to turn the mirror sometimes but
When you looking at the flood
You can't even help but look at yourself
Damn...
See the circle in reversal, whole life just been rehearsal
Universal mindset, but still its controversial
Black walker like Herschel, 'cept the money temporary
Carry to protect and avoid the cemetery
But the penitentiary, man its all in the plan
When the door swing around, it swings around again
You can't win, that's the way to many it seems
Street dreams by any means just to capture the green
Know what I mean, but I know its all been a scheme
Set screens to block it out, like you playing Hakeem
But be Kareem, ball is in your court, don't stop
Send hooks over the wall, bring the youth to the top
And then its Magic, they don't wanna hear don't be like me
Bruh they need role models, far as I can see, so what it be
Know you gotta get by any means, but this door is a machine
Built to keep us from our dreams, know what I mean...
And that's the way it go huh...
And that's the way it go...
And that's the way it go huh...
And that's the way it go...
Three-sixty on the door, they ain't even know
Three-sixty on the door, oh they wanted more
Three-sixty on the door, they ain't even know
Three-sixty on the door, told your ass before...
I see it ain't change, since twenty-fourteen
Make news through the memes, but the main don't stream
See the same old theme, when it flow the lane
They just leave it brown, cause the skin look the same
Ain't a game, but they always wanna proclaim
That they gonna make a change, make the water get clean
Looking good on the screen, but behind every scene
A mother and her child, tryna hold on and cling
To this basic little thing, that without ain't humane
That they hide with not shame, cause they don't know the names
And they don't know the story, this shit is mandatory
Feeling like Purgatory, they skipping the category
Now my people in jeopardy, tryna make it alive
Feeling like when Katrina came in two-thousand and five
And it took em' forever to see who fucking survived
How long does it take for the help to arrive, I need to know...
But that's the way it go huh...
And that's the way it go...
And that's the way it go huh...
And that's the way it go...
Three-sixty on the door, they ain't even know
Three-sixty on the door, oh they wanted more
Three-sixty on the door, they ain't even know
Three-sixty on the door, told your ass before...
And its America, land of opportunity, mirages and camouflages
Barrage us, take our fathers, divide us
Because they grinding, Uncle Sam done took what they had
All left inside the bag, was an ounce and a half
And on the graph, see they names, pop as a number
Get put in deep slumber or face bout' ten summers
Or more, all because of that got damn door
We flooded by the grief, they demand encore
And what for, basic economics it seems
Free labor off the streets, while they killing your dreams
Its been five-hundred years, now they masking the crow
Flip bricks for two G's, but the casket was more
Because they watching, sure they might be chilling for a while
Til' they take out your child, over ten miles per hour
Routine by the book, eighteen white, mistook
Thirteen black, he crook, blue bitch claim he shook, got damn...
Way it go, way it go...
Way it go, way it go...
Will they ever know...
I don't even know...
Will they ever know...
I don't even know...
And that's the way it go huh...
And that's the way it go...
And that's the way it go huh...
And that's the way it go...
Three-sixty on the door, they ain't even know
Three-sixty on the door, oh they wanted more
Three-sixty on the door, they ain't even know
Three-sixty on the door, told your ass before...
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12. |
Waterproof Soul
02:29
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So as I'm living life, constantly been rolling that dice
Shake it once or twice, wrongfully negating advice
Heard during nights, normally be chasing them heights
As I'm blowing out the stress, shortly after the flight
Tried to outrun the flood, but its catching the pace
Toe-to-toe with the plight, obstacle in the race
Looking out for dry land, as the water encase
Feeling like a new beginning, I don't feel no embrace
Feeling unease and locked doors, across the street
As I parallel parked, to get something to eat
That's the way it be, that's the way it go for sure
Even in the sea, hate never stopped the glow
See my people fucking shining, know they got the ammo
But we looking like Cage to the shade they throw
Preserving when they thought, we would all plateau
Thought that they could end, taught still a ways to go
So where you at
Where you at
Where you at
Where you at
Where you
Say where you at
Where you at
Where you at
Where you at
Where you
I see they still left behind, in the mind, confinded
Like tradition in the South, that my child will find
Why I'm headed back to school, to oppose design
Viewing law as a way, to expose the swine
To expose the dirt, to oppose the spite
In the middle of the night, moon shining the light
And they drunk from the power from them red and blue lights
Warning coming with a shower, lead overexcite
Trigger happy, so its sadly been this way for a while
Nigga nappy, so they badly wanna fit the profile
While they daughter and they son, slowly grabbing the style
Tanning just to fit in, but avoid the trial
Avoid the hate, avoid the stakes, avoid gone
Momma lack a smile when child ain't come home
End the cycle now, allow the love from
Track one to flow over the flood, the baton
Pass from generation to generation
Seen the waves the kiss the sun, then we known
That we almost walking out the flood zone
Got Top on the phone, the squad came back home
Now we dripping with the sauce, we moving with the goals
Don't come across, unless you ready to go
Never sweating through the suede, Nxworries, we not below
Now we stepping out the waves, with this waterproof soul
So where you at
Where you at
Where you at
Where you at
Where you
Say where you at
Where you at
Where you at
Where you at
Where you
Where you at
Where you at
Where you at
Where you at
Where you
Say where you at
Where you at
Where you at
Where you at
Where you
See we been walking through the waves with this waterproof soul...
One day we stepping out the flood with our waterproof souls...
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Cassius Thompson Columbia, South Carolina
21 year old producer from Camden, South Carolina. Self-proclaimed Hip-Hop Head.
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