Testo Juxtaposed - Mak11

Testo della canzone Juxtaposed (Mak11), tratta dall'album Permafrost

Been taking my time
To get to where I'm going
No changing my mind
The only thing I know is
Staying on my grind
And living in the moment
Rain or snow or shine
I'm gonna win lil homie
Wake up in the morning
Smoke some weed and get that money on 'em
Take it as a warning
Fuck with me well then I'm coming for ya
Playing out here scoring in the league
Just watch me dust opponents
Makes me feel sorry for they team
Look how we juxtaposed
We so juxtaposed, it's a must you know
I'm a bust of gold, they just rusted, old
Got a bunch of flows, that can bust your nose
Get 'em crushed like stones, acting sus it shows
I don't trust these hoes, make 'em touch they toes
Then I puff a bowl, what's for lunch it's dough
Tryna crush the clones, til they dust and bones
I can put you on, because I'm young but grown yeah
Know me I get in my mode bitch I'm zoning
Bro get a grip gon and quit the commotion
Dope Piece just hit up my phone with that motion
Smoking dat piff to my dome this shit potent
Yeah roll up the sticky I'm blowing these O's
Then I go on a trip don't you lower the dosage
Hoe I'm legit they can notice devotion
Known in my city I showed who the goat is
Gas up the whip and then jump on the road again
Man on a mission I'm muscling motoring
Handle my business the youngin controlling this
Dash to them digits I'm done with this donor biz
Pass it I'm swishing or dunking like donuts is
Fast and efficient no trouble with focusing
Vast is the vision I'm double of most of them
Trapped by tradition they stuck on them tropes and shit
I'll come for your throat like the end of a porno
Get stuck on a slope and get sent into sorrow
No bucks they be broke 'less they lend or they borrow
They dumb off the dope with no plan for tomorrow
I scrub 'em like soap they just standing there scornful
Mean mugging and moping they mad and all mournful
These drugs got me throwed tryna travel through portals
They cutting it close but I'm rather resourceful
Put on my clothes and I go for the course
Puffing some dro but still show 'em the force
Fuck all my foes I don't owe 'em remorse
This shit what I chose in my soul from the source
Been taking my time
To get to where I'm going
No changing my mind
The only thing I know is
Staying on my grind
And living in the moment
Rain or snow or shine
I'm gonna win lil homie
Wake up in the morning
Smoke some weed and get that money on 'em
Take it as a warning
Fuck with me well then I'm coming for ya
Playing out here scoring in the league
Just watch me dust opponents
Makes me feel sorry for they team
Look how we juxtaposed



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Writer(s): Andrew Mcdonald
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