Criss Lyric - Palladiums lyrics

[Verse 1: CRSLYRC] This the sound track to the come up Hunger, ribs rubbing touching Causing friction knots in my stomach Time to scrape the plate They told me hold it down like a paper weight I need my paper straight, I'm sick of baking shake I smoke an 8th a day, I need at least a pound A playful b**h, a ticket and a great escape They say damn Criss, where you been at my nig? They threw dirt on my name, buried me breathing I'm back out the grave like a zombie ya dig? n***a look what I did with little to nothing These n***as ain't stunting these n***as be bluffing These b**hes be fronting, like they don't be f**ing Oh you ain't f**ing? End of discussion Sativas I'm puffing, scheming on something True ragamuffin from birth word to father and mother Practicing patience , avoiding temptation like Ruffin Let off in her mouth when she s** it I'm breaking the bank before I kick the bucket Raiding the vault, ain't no way I'll be stuck here A savage by nature, the price I'ma pay it Whatever the budget [Hook: CRSLYRC] Ten toes in Palladiums Thick smoke in my cranium Nymphos I lay with em World tours, need stadiums f** a stretch; if you want it my n***a then reach 2x [Verse 2: CRSLYRC] It's a big world my n***a, full of war and conflict And it's getting worse my n***a So get up and get yours my n***a Hit that soil and dig dirt my n***a On that Henny and my sh** slurred my n***a And I'm rolling up thick herb my n***a That's word my n***a These money hungry thirsty birds is chirping t**ng Thotting it out for the gram and a xan Get it how you live I ain't mad; I got love for these hoes But cuffing that is not in the plans You ate in my absence, now a n***a back in the cafe Slapping trays out of everybody's hands You could be Gandhi and still get bodied Peace means nothing to a n***a in a jam Out of luck and I'm stuck in a rut what the f** My n***as say chill, I say f** that I never seen chill pay a bill not ever 500 mill? I'm tryna touch that, Always been invested Anytime I ever talked numbers with the plug He ain't have to front that You pay to play n***as got the business figured out But the people want a feeling and you can't fund that [Hook]