Siimba Liives Long - W.I.A lyrics

[Chorus] It's in my genes, know your denim Some people try to rock it, but the clothes don't fit 'em Pool full of sharks, tell 'em don't go swimming Let 'em bask in the glory if the flow don't let 'em drown I spit it, cold like winter Tryna hit the motherland, we going in November Bask in the glory if your foes never get ya I been switching up the temperature They tellin' me to simmer down [?] [Verse 1] Hate to disintegrate before you on my dinner plate You people tryna party you don't even got your business straight My mind bending, sending, inventions and now I innovate So you mimic the image I'm flattered when people imitate Originality is a product I'm spitting allergies You get a salary I've been working it on the hourly Seeing my aesthetic and probably don't give me credit I write it but couldn't left it, that's making me ambidextrous So beat that, now where your extra hands and feet at? You lames couldn't defeat that unless you brought the street back I used to not smoke but now I'm feeling like I need that 'Cause all my homies stay up on the joint like a kneecap Wasn't the prodigal son, I don't gotta lotta dough And when my father vaminos he ain't leave me a pot of gold Product of my environment, some environments violent Lots of my homies dying were decades before retirement [Pre-Chorus] Some people in this game for the love of the cheques Some people in this game for the love and respect Some people in this game for the love or the s** That we have with the women that's in love with success But me I want it all hoe The money, women, shine I need all those Pimping in my veins I got bars though I'd like to welcome everybody to the art show [Chorus] It's in my jeans, know your denim Some people try to rock it, but the clothes don't fit 'em Pool full of sharks, tell 'em don't go swimming Let 'em bask in the glory if the flow don't let 'em drown I spit it, cold like winter Tryna hit the motherland, we going in November Bask in the glory if your foes never get ya I been switching up the temperature They tellin' me to simmer down [?] [Verse 2] Ay yo the history neglected the legacy, ain't protect it That's why I'm never impressed with the presidents that's elected I just put it in perspective if you listening up I stayed in Africa but that don't mean I live in a hut I seen a martian [?] Got brothers up in the ghetto And n***as up in [?] My sounds experimental That's only pushing my pencil My mental is quintessential Essential on instrumentals I need respect I know the money and the women coming I ain't wifing every shorty I ain't even into cuffing Seeing as she flirting Only want it if she certain I know girls who soul searching 'Cause they wishing they was virgins But, my average day isn't filled with cheques And my average day isn't filled with s** My average day is just filled with stress But the rhymes that I make get 'em off my chest [Pre-Chorus] Some people in this game for the love of the cheques Some people in this game for the love and respect Some people in this game for the love or the s** That we have with the women that's in love with success But me I want it all hoe The money, women, shine I need all those Pimping in my veins I got bars though I'd like to welcome everybody to the art show [Chorus] It's in my jeans, know your denim Some people try to rock it, but the clothes don't fit 'em Pool full of sharks, tell 'em don't go swimming Let 'em bask in the glory if the flow don't let 'em drown I spit it, cold like winter Tryna hit the motherland, we going in November Bask in the glory if your foes never get ya I been switching up the temperature They tellin' me to simmer down [?]