Triad Anthem
Lyrics
Record spinning, stuck in planetary prison
Rather fly away from earth than go continue how I'm living
Had a vision, that one day I'll have a crowd out there to listen
Girl I know it's been a while but I hope I am forgiven
Though if you're not great with sorries then I guess that's cool
Yeah we been through the wringer and you know that's true
I got a couple stacks of Benjies with the strips all blue
So baby make it make cents like the presidents do
Give it up for the homesick lovers
Give it up for the 704
Give it up for the boys making bread
While the rich get richer and the hood stays poor yeah
Give it up for the one-hit wonders
Give it up for a kid who want more
Give it up for the real mother-fuckers
That'll keep a hoe coming just to kick her out the door like
Got a new bitch, shawty dressing like a pagan
Ya know my boys an Aussie, but we get our coke from Asia
Acting like a quitter told me she don't think we'll make it
Hah that's kinda funny baby, sorry but I faked it
Got a little ink just to remind me of my family
I keep my circle tight just so I know who's gon' be there for me
This toxic masculinity been keeping me from therapy
But fuck it boy we move, I'll just find a bitch that care for me
Man my future look so bright I'm gonna have a seizure
Smoking up in Casablanca, doing shrooms up in Ibiza
It's been taking me a while tryna see if she's a keeper
Cause if all she wanna do is fuck, you know I gotta leave her
How do I convince her she look better with no makeup on
I know I'm right, I ain't got the balls to say I'm wrong
Floating on this beat the boy a poet when he write these songs
Just know if she fuck with me it ain't because my dick is long
Give it up for the homesick lovers
Give it up for the 704
Give it up for the ops smoking led
When I aim it at they chest, leave 'em bleeding on the floor yeah
Give it up for the one-hit wonders
Give it up for a kid who want more
Give it up for the real mother-fuckers
That'll keep a hoe ducking sipping 'quila on the shore like
I got some problems, but shawty ain't know I got em
Shit be easier if I could find the tools to solve em
He running from me, I wish to God that 12 had caught him
Swear if I'd have been there man I know that I'd have popped him
Thinking back to younger days of writing Nagasaki
Shoulda never put that out but shit man I was cocky
I've heard it all before, that they riding that they got me
But I see those scales up on your back, the same old paste and copy
So I take my friends in ones and twos, my fans in the millions
I give my seat up for the bros that know where their home really is
We'll take a shot together yeah in honor of your brilliance
Cause homie what you got is rare, one amongst the billions
I see it in you every day and honestly I envy it
I know you always said you fine but that's not what you really meant
We'll end this road together like we did when we were silly kids
Straight up to the clouds, now fuck the world let's finish this
Give it up for the homesick lovers
Give it up for the 704
Give it up for the boys making bread
While the rich get richer and the hood stays poor yeah
Give it up for the one-hit wonders
Give it up for a kid who want more
Give it up for the real mother-fuckers
That'll keep a hoe coming kick that bitch out the door
Record spinning, stuck in planetary prison
Rather fly away from earth than go continue how I'm living
Had a vision, that one day I'll have a crowd out there to listen
Girl I know it's been a while but I hope I am forgiven
Though if you're not great with sorries then I guess that's cool
Yeah we been through the wringer and you know that's true
I got a couple stacks of Benjies with the strips all blue
So baby make it make cents like the presidents do
Give it up for the homesick lovers
Give it up for the 704
Give it up for the boys making bread
While the rich get richer and the hood stays poor yeah
Give it up for the one-hit wonders
Give it up for a kid who want more
Give it up for the real mother-fuckers
That'll keep a hoe coming just to kick her out the door like
Got a new bitch, shawty dressing like a pagan
Ya know my boys an Aussie, but we get our coke from Asia
Acting like a quitter told me she don't think we'll make it
Hah that's kinda funny baby, sorry but I faked it
Got a little ink just to remind me of my family
I keep my circle tight just so I know who's gon' be there for me
This toxic masculinity been keeping me from therapy
But fuck it boy we move, I'll just find a bitch that care for me
Man my future look so bright I'm gonna have a seizure
Smoking up in Casablanca, doing shrooms up in Ibiza
It's been taking me a while tryna see if she's a keeper
Cause if all she wanna do is fuck, you know I gotta leave her
How do I convince her she look better with no makeup on
I know I'm right, I ain't got the balls to say I'm wrong
Floating on this beat the boy a poet when he write these songs
Just know if she fuck with me it ain't because my dick is long
Give it up for the homesick lovers
Give it up for the 704
Give it up for the ops smoking led
When I aim it at they chest, leave 'em bleeding on the floor yeah
Give it up for the one-hit wonders
Give it up for a kid who want more
Give it up for the real mother-fuckers
That'll keep a hoe ducking sipping 'quila on the shore like
I got some problems, but shawty ain't know I got em
Shit be easier if I could find the tools to solve em
He running from me, I wish to God that 12 had caught him
Swear if I'd have been there man I know that I'd have popped him
Thinking back to younger days of writing Nagasaki
Shoulda never put that out but shit man I was cocky
I've heard it all before, that they riding that they got me
But I see those scales up on your back, the same old paste and copy
So I take my friends in ones and twos, my fans in the millions
I give my seat up for the bros that know where their home really is
We'll take a shot together yeah in honor of your brilliance
Cause homie what you got is rare, one amongst the billions
I see it in you every day and honestly I envy it
I know you always said you fine but that's not what you really meant
We'll end this road together like we did when we were silly kids
Straight up to the clouds, now fuck the world let's finish this
Give it up for the homesick lovers
Give it up for the 704
Give it up for the boys making bread
While the rich get richer and the hood stays poor yeah
Give it up for the one-hit wonders
Give it up for a kid who want more
Give it up for the real mother-fuckers
That'll keep a hoe coming kick that bitch out the door
Writer(s): Joshua Hurd
Copyright(s): Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
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