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creative colective – twenties lyrics

the beats sound like the twenties
the notions getting real runny
i’ve been dumbing though the money like i’m trying to get some honey
and now i’m buzzing like a bee just trying to form a company
i’ve been smoking on this tree since i was thirteen
making these cash crops like i got a f-cking tractor
i used to get no props like an unpaid actor at an auto factor’s my flow go faster
murder your blood like god d-mn that’s a disaster
runnin’ laps around the track and i can’t even stop at that
i buy it then i flip it like i’m motherf-cking selling crack
i’ve really been to h-ll and back, smoking on the finest sack
i spit the flow so fast that you get a f-cking heart attack
heart failure, your b-tches on my genitalia
smoking on marijuana from california
this is the fun sh-t but wait till the-

*beep*

hold up
taking this, my spot and i got it for the low
taking off the lot, that’s my spot but you don’t know, what i’m gon’ do
but that’s okay because i’m gon’ show you
motherf-cker’s talking all that sh-t but where it at?
when i pull up on the spot and i pull up with the strap i’ll attack
oh, now you think i can’t rap? what’s up with that?
trying to block off my mind
but i am too slow with these words so divine
if i’m going slow i can speed up the time
rippin’ instrumentals when i spit it off my temple
females at the crib and they giving mental
she say i’m f-cking up her dental
if she claiming that then imma let go
or maybe not
or maybe its just too much of the glock
i made that girl screech like a board made of chalk
going fast like version 4 of the mach
hitting it so hard that she calling me the rock

who the f-ck they think they talking about?
we take them out and then we throw them in the ocean
chemist in the lab and you know i got the potion
never switching up
why yall following the motion?
who the f-ck is dissing us?
we just hit em with a punch

now you looking broken
just took a doze now my mind stay open
let me make a toast
to the motherf-ckers k!lling cause we are the f-cking villians making money and we stack it to the ceiling
stack it, stack it, stack it, stack it to the ceiling motherf-ckers get the counters
stack it up we flip it up
while we smoking on the downers
smoking on the downers while i’m lookin’ at you frowners, clowning
while we working you’re just slowing hours
i hope you got the message now you can learn from this lesson, just wait until the next one its the creative collective
we gone

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