Emerald City lyrics

[Verse 1]
Tryna cop 40 for a dime (Facts)
f*ck crackers leave my [?]
You ain’t with the action, n*gga, be quiet
Show me what’s happening, let’s get to wylin
I was just smoking exotic [?]
They tried to pop me for grabbin’ my wallet
[?]
I’m tryna cop Louis Vuittons for my mama
Front on my people, it’s heresy (It’s heresy)
Black be the god, you scared of me (Scared of me)
Better than what I had plan to be (I had planned to be)
I ain't let nobody manage me (Manage me)
Don’t like to be around stupid n*ggas
Can’t spark a blunt, I can't cool it with you (f*ck that)
All of the photos doing pictures
Can’t fight so you drеw a pistol
f*ck do you mean that yo’ crew official
Y’all sipping lean and got daddy issuеs

[Verse 2]
Feel quadriplegic (Quadriplegic)
I speak my truth, they don’t believe it (f*ck them n*ggas)
I’m seeking meaning while smoking spliffs and taking meetings
My n*gga, y’all breaking leaving bought a ounce just for them to leave
I’m changing seasons (Yup)
All my goals can be completed (Mission complete)
My n*ggas staying patient (Staying patient), you tryna gain some agence
Told my n*ggas we could peace up and start our own nation
The jaded vagrant (Yup)
He flexing but you late on payments
In just a couple months, I had went through many phases
I’m staying faded (Staying faded)
I’m on these crackers heads, they hatin’
These n*ggas fakin’
You passed yo’ tape, I never played it