Riddens
Lyrics
Yea yea yea
Uh
Im good
My grip is Vulcan
No man
Can receive what I give
I’m killing it
The glove don’t fit
Hoe let me live
Set fire to a bridge
Just to Iso the crib
Now we more remote
Pass the smoke give it here
Scrolling thru the channels
Foam in our sandals
It's a task I need to handle
I present it to the panel
They provide with me the ammo
To proceed see the plan thru
Triple productivity
See it all vividly
Everything I’m not
Is what I think I can’t be
Bitch I’m outstanding
I hope you understand me
It's power in the family
Devour the family
Poison the fruit
Give the kids candy
They locked us for grams
Then gave us the gram
I got my shit jumping
& made it a jam , yea
This for money
Banks invest in the feds
Don’t push me for clout
I don’t fear the dead
I’m chasing some ghost
I’m on they ass
It’s not good for my soul
But it’s great for the bag
If it’s gone I can’t catch
I’ll constantly lack
Bitch I need more
This room could go morgue
Or double my stacks
It’s complex as that
And as simple as that
Cuz they kinfolk
Don’t mean that they skinfolk
Tyree told me that
Got the world on back
But no girls on my jack
It’s for the better
Oh oh oh
It’s for the better
Yea uh
Time heals all
It’s been dark
I been gone
I done scratched
I done clawed
I go hard than a bitch
I don't write I don’t call
If you lame if you fraud
It’s strange not at all
Different thought
Difference cloth
Not a match
It's for the better
Oooh yea
We don't talk no more it's for the better
Bitch, uh
Yea yea yea
Uh
Im good
My grip is Vulcan
No man
Can receive what I give
I’m killing it
The glove don’t fit
Hoe let me live
Set fire to a bridge
Just to Iso the crib
Now we more remote
Pass the smoke give it here
Scrolling thru the channels
Foam in our sandals
It's a task I need to handle
I present it to the panel
They provide with me the ammo
To proceed see the plan thru
Triple productivity
See it all vividly
Everything I’m not
Is what I think I can’t be
Bitch I’m outstanding
I hope you understand me
It's power in the family
Devour the family
Poison the fruit
Give the kids candy
They locked us for grams
Then gave us the gram
I got my shit jumping
& made it a jam , yea
This for money
Banks invest in the feds
Don’t push me for clout
I don’t fear the dead
I’m chasing some ghost
I’m on they ass
It’s not good for my soul
But it’s great for the bag
If it’s gone I can’t catch
I’ll constantly lack
Bitch I need more
This room could go morgue
Or double my stacks
It’s complex as that
And as simple as that
Cuz they kinfolk
Don’t mean that they skinfolk
Tyree told me that
Got the world on back
But no girls on my jack
It’s for the better
Oh oh oh
It’s for the better
Yea uh
Time heals all
It’s been dark
I been gone
I done scratched
I done clawed
I go hard than a bitch
I don't write I don’t call
If you lame if you fraud
It’s strange not at all
Different thought
Difference cloth
Not a match
It's for the better
Oooh yea
We don't talk no more it's for the better
Bitch, uh
Writer(s): Matthew Brown
Copyright(s): Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
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