Bzk - Conscious lyrics
[Intro] [Verse 1] Rapping 'bout your ex sells I excel with rapping cause I exhale and captains t-shirts are always XL I need a more mature b**h No iPhone, just Nextel I had a choice between hell and heaven but still pressed hell I'm blessed well, my talent isn't fashion, but I dress well Don't need opinions, cause u see me winning, I got less help From ghostwriters, cause I write my own sh**, with less yells and more content nonsense is the first topic lets go I, made a mistake but apparently turned it out for me f** "Formy" A friendship can only last if you Put effort in it, it's effortless when they laugh with you My last issue was pink and I had a black tissue Me and my best friend had some beef then abolished it Turned a school against me how's that sh** for an accomplishment There's more haters So more people So more honeys Means more viewers and more losers And more money [Verse 2] Most say to stop it I just tell 'em keep the hate coming They don't know that they're the ones That's keeping all this sh** running It's funny They think it hurts you when they be telling you But I don't give a sh** I just laugh as I stack the revenue It's never new I done had these haters since like middle school I don't really like 'em I just wanna see them pity you They falling for my trap Camping outside of my house for sh** I'll just drop 'em bout as much money as Granna Forry did The story is, I don't need an oracle for holy sh** God is speaking through me like I'm still where all the glory is, I'm glorious Gloria's lil' glory hole had shrunk for him Black and white so treat him like an Oreo by dunking him He soggy now Sliding in DMs with my toboggan style Listen to Russ for pity cause I don't want Saudi bombing now Homicide, Kamikaze Probably made us sound aloud Life is a like cycle I'm just stuck in all these roundabouts [Verse 3] How about, you tell 'em all my whereabouts You couldn't even spell if the teacher told you to sound it out Howdy hoe, howdy how I'm the cowboy rapper and I'm kinda wild That's just my style My best friend, I met him in like the 5th grade He had my humor and only person that's more crazy Than myself, our chemistry couldn't stop, maybe Then more rumors came out and started to slip daily I cut him off cause I thought he lost his intentions We always had the mindset, that money's over attention I felt he got ahead himself and lost what's really in him And his priorities f**ed up when it's party over friendship I know, got in my feelings I might've got a lil' sensitive I think the devil grabbed him by the tail, without him sensing it Then he got dragged into a place without no censorship Our conversations got ugly bout ugly as my penmanship [Verse 4] It went a couple weeks and then he had to face his fate He realized that dude was eatin off the same plate So then he called me up and we just talked it off and shaked Then I headed over to my second home so I could play Some BO3 or Madden or maybe some NBA Cause it didn't matter to me I'm just glad and happy to stay The past few months I think safe to say a lot has changed People lied and others died and friends got rearranged I just wanna let u know That you're my bro, that's over everything I swear that you're the best man You can tell that to the crowd after I give up my wedding ring I sweat that you're the best man You'll tell that to the crowd at my wedding And I'm never gon' forget it