Finn Wigan - Aint For Yall (Stabilize) lyrics

Intro: Tired of instability gotta cope with my soul Said i gotta cope with my soul Said im tired of instability Gotta cope with my soul Verse 1: Said that hating is admiration Vice president envy the one who runnin' the nation They plottin' patiently waiting You imbeciles is mistaking If you thinkin' Pace is fakin' Or falling or stalling I'm only ballin' I'm going all in No time for hesitation Just seizing all opportunities Worship my immunity, this culture is no community You'll never see the you in me, I'll prove it B And ain't no b**h that scare me I put p**y in obituaries, cemetery Watch me hit this groove Then I hit yo b**h, oh damn I'm smooth Give her hammer damn I nailed a screw And speaking of screws I lost a few Talk is cheap what can you prove The smartest kid was dumb in school I'mma face my fears but you can run it's cool That behooves you, I been a smooth dude If a fool recovers from his fall, then I'm a fool for life I'd face an adverse situation twice Ion run for sh**, I use my speed in wit I know y'all hungry but quit biting this Hook: I said I'm Tired of instability gotta cope with my soul No matter what my mental say my heart seeking These goals(2x) And y'all should do it to y'all should focus son Pace obeying none...Y'all obeying hoes? I know y'all out y'all mind(2x) This sh** ain't for none of y'all You should just let it go (Here's my cue) Verse 2: Yeah the flow is lit, Pull up witcha b**h Its levels to this sh**, Pace just strokin' dick Ain't no lickin clits, thats just for my main b**h On some sh**, n***as gettin hit With a couple sticks, Slasher pack a couple bricks Shout out Uncle Rick, and Caylo Finet And the Black Hippy, shout out Crown Clique I just hit a lick, yah Y'all just on the same sh** n***a quit, and i'm serious y'all delirious Nod ya brain you feeling this Papa say dont love them hoes But papa steady lovin' hoes Thats why Pace just find his own way I dont follow nobody, yall throw hella stones n***as claim they f**in yella bones Lying on they bone, got me out my zone But never really that, watch me get it back Im on full attack get his back snapped If he talkin yap, never really trapped Still im feeling trapped, If life's a car My seat belt never strapped Plus im feeling like im selling crack Way i spit this spiel, sh** that they can feel Talk yo sh** it'll get yo k**ed She love how i whip it my piece in her grill Talkin is cheap im just keeping it real Her tongue roun' this piece while im grippin the wheel Never upset bruh i keep it on chill I'm spittin that sh** make em run for the hills(2x) My talent is steel, they question my talent like "Pace is it real?" I tell em wasup, i tell em the deal "It's original, and im coming to k**." Foreal(3x) (Hook) Outro: Brudda let it go(2x) Yall should let it go This sh** ain't for yall(2x) Bro im so appalled n***a stand up if you fall If you fall, Aww nahh I never fall, Stand tall Awww naahhh(2x) Just ball