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lona. - whataintro. lyrics

[intro]
aye it’s younggiftedsoul fool
finally, i mean its bout time
younggiftedsoooooooul

[verse 1: lona]
yeah
look at me, you can’t
cause you telling you lies, you so fake
you can’t look me in the eyes, i’m so focused on the prize
i don’t even pay no mind, man on fire running outta time
no sleep, let the sheets burn till the last klan member dies
for respect and pride i put my life up on the line, black panther state of mind
so black you can’t see the light shine been in the shadows of my friends my whole lifetime
hate when people offer two-cents can’t pay they tides or mine
god say don’t idolize cause the devil make his magnum opus with a idol mind
so idols be my rivals only for survival, that’s my answer boy ai
pull up on ya shawty on the low ain’t i?
get attached to these women then i gotta peel off
broads still sleeping on the kid so i bought the hoe a pillow, then i find out she gave homie head on the spread too much info
can’t feel a thing these days like i’m blowing indo, gotta try to crack a window, momma trying to keep me indoors
this the win i’m going in fo, this is sparta tom izzo
been knowing i was gifted with these words since i was sitting in ms.k!llough
crossing bridges, signing treaties never burn em, yall see how that end up
kids in cl-ss always trying to correct my grammar or etiquette
show me the subject and the predicate
and i’m tempted to go haunting in connecticut
ain’t trying to be the president, my knowledge always evident in my first impressionsesis
cause i treat the first shot like the last one, call me mr.kemba cause you know i’m connectin it
or maybe mr.webster cause me making it is definite
and baby girl i’m lame cause i don’t smoke or drink, baby girl, you simple
sorry i’m the only one treat body like a temple
sorry i’m the lame popping local’s bubbles like a pimple
picking up the tempo, i’m a non factor but that ain’t what i hear tho
it’s more how much time is lona spending on the intro?
how i make my pen go the way that his go?
ole girl he was with was bad, how can i get one of his hoes?
boys straight disrespectful talking bout it ain’t a diss tho
i guess i would too if i had this flow
still manage to shine with all the little shade they give me
i try to, bring change by the pennies, haters k!ll me with the thought they make a difference
i’m still dropping double doubles, yeah that’s the point you missing
never tied down anymore i gotta catch em all including missy
now the girl i’m talking to is probably p-ssy
i’m still trippy, off what my old flames did to me, 3rd degree
cause they type isn’t me but every time i see her man his name behind free or r.i.p
should i repeat? like 30 year old freshman
hope i ain’t disrespecting, homie i’m just stretching
this my warm up and my come up, till they know who not to mess with
till my legacy the lesson and my story be the legend
if you was trying to bring me down you get a 0 for affect
a “a” for effort just cause i can’t find a “f”
all the things they put me through, always end up pulling through
they don’t notice you working till you do all they said wouldn’t do or couldn’t do
swear i’ll never get through to you
people love you while they using you
smile in your face and behind ya back they doing you
right under yo nose, you can’t smell it, no common senses i suppose
but god sees all and he knows and he always help his own, who think they on they own
i’ts like these boys ain’t got no soul, the girls done left theirs on the poles
so i let it be like water, i flow it, yeah
fluid influential, picked the pen up, drop the pencil
since 2nd grade i was writing stories in the crayon, while you stuck to the stencil
now i’m throwing curve b-lls at ya like my name ichiro, what a intro
huh what a intro?
huh what a intro?
my homies was like lona aye, where the intro?
i told them
here it is whataintro

- lona lyrics

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