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frank’o shack – introspectin’ lyrics

(hook) (frank’o shack)

red cup grippin while im whippin introsectin’
peep my rearview mirror i see truth as the reflection
i been grindin’ tryna focus on my blessings
like the fact this click connected from that ga to that texas
introsectin’
peep my rearview mirror i see truth as the reflection
i been grindin’ tryna focus on my blessings
like the fact this click connected from that ga to that texas

(verse 1) frank’o shack)

windows to my soul open no blinds in my perception
bad habits that mislead me now i’m aimin to correct it
this was on mental whippin’ and -ss caressing
headin’ to that 9 to 5 while she slurpin’ easin’ my stresses
i know life not a game just tryna build it up like tetris
prioritizin’ what’s vital hold my focus from that extra
driven but im coastin’ no rushin’ just move more clever
steady forward focus but switchin’ lanes n-gg- neva
unless the road head nowhere like me and barz in the old days
if life a traffic jam we was filled up with road rage
our homie was backstabbin’ sang to the law like the ojays
soon after we left college peeped options just like the four way
we stopped and we peeped choices chose to spit for the voiceless
made a right left that old road to get on purpose excursion
switchin gears for transition no hope to p-ssion transmission
play this here while im whippin red cup grippin and sippin’

(hook)

introsectin’
peep my rearview mirror i see truth as the reflection
i been grindin’ tryna focus on my blessings
like the fact this click connected from that ga to that texas
this that red cup grippin while im whippin introsectin’
peep my rearview mirror i see truth as the reflection
i been grindin’ tryna focus on my blessings
like the fact this click connected from that ga to that texas

(verse 2) (woodgrain grip)

ga to that texas b-tch betta respect it
full cups help me get a betta perspective
keep it movin’ naw n-gg- ain’t no restin’
till’ im markin’ out every single thing on my checklist
acquiring every single goal im tryna reach b-tch
i been on that g sh-t you been on that sweet sh-t
sweet 16s when i spit it’s like a pound of dope
been the trill back roll the credits like the final quote
it’s the final hope we came to bless ya like the pop
back and forth to and fro we ain’t in the same road
nor in the same lane woodgrain in my hand
lotta sh-t on my head if i explain you still won’t understand
bout my knots and my bread i’ll put some knot ob ya head
plenty ways to go get it just gotta know how to play it
get away from round us if you ain’t bout that bread
ain’t got no time for excuses i ain’t tryna hear it n-gg-
yea
(hook)

(verse 3) (al bee)

land of the trill back if you will
as i get up on this track and display the sk!ll
the flow i be ill these beats i k!ll
like they was in that nissan that shot ricky
and im dough so they know the deal
lord forgive me for speakin’ that tone i know im wrong
supposedly the line to get in heaven ain’t that long
i cruise and roam streets in my brom
broham you leavin late momma sleepin
so make sure that you don’t make the door slam
or she might wake up
b–bie trap string cause she be trippin cause you was chillin’
michael irvin you outchea late catchin feelins
over somethin’ that tend to distract
you from your mission trippin off the fact how fat it was leanin’
in the driver seat thinkin bout the past
relationships that didn’t last
now i’m focused tryna reach my blessin no time for stressin
lessons learned i let it burn like ashes from yo reggie
introspectin’

(hook)

- franko shack lyrics

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