Phonte - Not Here Anymore lyrics

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Phonte - Not Here Anymore lyrics

[Phonte] Went to the well and made a wish Pray to god I stay around, Tiggalo love to throw his weight around On the same scale they weigh the fish It's just what it seems, sweet dreams are made of this Holler at me if you ever been a underdog Or set up a upset, standing on the verge of your success Steady bearing your soul to the world, you undressed Surrounded by your success-ors, and the who*es you ain't f**ed yet That's how I be getting it, I don't need the lime light That's young n***a sh**, I'm a OG, and the G is for gentleman Yes Phontigga spit, amazon flame watch 9th Rekindle it Cause I pad verses with the wisdom of my innocence lost 2 brothers 2 peas in the pod 2 comeback seasons apart Take it back to when I be in the park I rhyme till I couldn't see in the dark So silly n***as better be on your guard Longest breadth in my being, I'ma be on my job With good music got that good feel A good meal, leafy greens, 2 veggies, protein and a starch And I'm out [Phonte] Right where I thought I'd be, It's another part of me And the world so sad to see That I'm not here anymore Wind blowing through the trees Blue Bull-City skies 70 degrees 'Te embodies an architect and when he rhyme about it he body the whole Alphabet So bury me a G My mama say she done enough worrying for me So I'm done currying, fable what you n***as groundhoggin' Spitting that same sh**, y'all Bill Murrayin' My dc n***as say you bammas lack experience Carolina on my mind like Steve Spurrier I'm the courier, carrying the word That with these verbs, that n***a Phonte's a little murderous See a little nervousness, and a frown Cause you know deep down you ain't nice, just a little courteous You just running game n***a, we the f**ing tournament You a temporary visa to a f**ing permanent Resident, citizen it's evident The denizens took over the big house on some Nat Turner sh** Shoulders back, head high to the f**ing firmament Can't be like us, and fear no man n***as bleed like us, get a f**ing tourniquet, n***a Right where I thought I'd be, It's another part of me And the world so sad to see That I'm not here- [ELZhi] Check, I'm poetic while they po-thetic I play they life like a movie And in the end give them no credit I was told to run it so I grip the baton And spit magic like it's pouring out the tip of a wand Don't trip you ain't equipped to fix your lip and respond I plan to, ex you out like the man who Hands you a script of Korans Since lights flipped, I'm getting chips in Milan Pull dips, push whips like the ones from the clips in the Tron film I'll blow your mental ma** where you mind stem Like a 9-m-m right at your line trim You must rewind him The syllable sensei, to bring you to your knees The way biblical men pray Or who*es in the brothel Cause I Spill I'll from the grill Like one who reveals sores from their mouth hole And if you only knew the sh** that I been through To paint the type of pictures my pen drew Your label tries to f** you your friends screw You over now you're sober, watching bad energy affect the evils that men do They f**in see-through I'm a sick flow-er that carry lines Like when you click over on you dick blowers and it s**s to be you Right where I thought I'd be, It's another part of me And the world so sad to see That I'm not here anymore. I'm not here anymore I'm not here, can't anymore.

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