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the underachievers - play your part lyrics

[verse 1: issa dash]
listen, n-ggas ain’t really bout sh-t
on the block, hustle till the n-gga get rich
third eye sharp, n-gga blame it on the piff
sh-t, nah n-gga but we got it like that
keep ya reggie bush, only smoke loud pack
the sh-t hit hard, better not chief that
n-gga, this is known to heal cataracts
ugh, and a n-gga like me
on my god sh-t, n-gga know my st–ze
low in the spots, pockets never on e
but she on e if she ’round me while i’m floating
in an ocean of the most potent grown sh-t
and i’m focused off this m-th-f-ckin bong rips
they get me high, that’s some fly sh-t
angel n-gga, how the f-ck you ‘gon stop this

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i’m rolling up on that indo
getting high, n-gga off my weedsmoke
elevated, n-ggas know how we roll
if you ain’t with the light get steamrolled
nowwww, my third eye sharp
f-cking with the gods, better play your part
you on the other side and you won’t get far
leave a b-tch -ss n-gga stuck back in the dark
whoa, you stuck in the dark n-gga
ua go hard n-gga
better play your part n-gga, or you won’t get far
started from the bottom, we was swimming with the fishes
now we the new york skyline flying with the pigeons
and i walk with the light, so i think a little different
you can get top floored in a new york minute

[verse 2: ak]
elevating, partake with the greats my n-gga
ua save the day, no cape my n-gga
ugh, respect to the gods that be living up
n-gga this life is a gift, hold your ribbons up
cause that n-gga never wait bruh
free your mind, levitate like an angel
dream free that’s the m-th-f-ckin key
look at me, skeet skeet in her guts, she’s dangerous
beastcoast hit ’em up with the light-work, get ’em up
middle fingers up this is our earth, one love
one life n-gga, put in work like tha cuz
do it for the light though heaven waits up above
gold soul n-gga you can’t fake this
ua n-gga, your b-tch favorite
she over here cause you n-ggas so basic
kick back pop a tab, don’t waste it
since birth shown signs of the indigo
had to obtain hidden gold in my inner soul
heavy weed smoke, switching flows like i’m on a boat
ugh, mixtape gon’ restore the globe
bring faith to a hundred soul(s)
beastcoast n-ggas on a roll
silver haze keeps the homies ghost
been this way since a zygote, i float
into astral plains and you fly low
live the life everyday evil free, i’m blessed
with these wack rappers i can have a feast and digest
had a dream it would happen now my acid manifest
no stress, nor regrets go hard til i rest, ugh
these n-ggas ain’t really bout sh-t
like to imitate but can’t recreate
this
what your life bout, that greed and hatred?
knock your lights out with ease, ua b-tch

[hook]

[verse 3: issa dash]
ugh, n-ggas ain’t really bout sh-t
pop three tabs, smoke a m-th-f-ckin blunt
yeah you i’m tryna get ripped
tryna bring knowledge to this motherf-cking b-tch
on my elevated third eye sh-t
bet you ain’t think a conscious m-th-rf-cker
could ever make it sound like this
i read secret teachings and now my brain grow
don’t be spreading lies, my n-ggas and i know
we started from the bottom, we headed to the top though
and stop us , we control the whole sh-t like maestros
now elevated b-tches they waiting by my shows
and dumb m-th-f-ckers that know me, where i go
but i greet em with a smile like “hey, what up bro”
cause i know the dumb n-gga respected my flow
ua, ua b-tch n-gga get it right when you see my kings
you hate, we great
only seeking out m-th-rf-ckin championship rings
we make, new lanes paved the way for you dumb m-th-rf-ckers in sin
we safe, you ain’t
you dumb m-th-rf-ckers ain’t never gon win, ugh
use the same styles you n-ggas recycle
some dumb m-th-rf-ckers in disguise but i know
they screaming beastcoast in every city that i go
i see ya in the crowd my n-gga you’re not low
i f-ck with queen b-tches, they f-ckin with ya’ll hoes
she f-ckin with the gods, she addicted to my glow
the sh-t is guaranteed and maybe if we blow
so peep ua st–ze my n-gga and take notes

n-ggas ain’t really bout sh-t (bout sh-t)
nah, nah, nah, nah
n-ggas ain’t really bout sh-t (bout sh-t)
nah, n-ggas ain’t really bout sh-t (n-ggas ain’t bout sh-t)
n-ggas ain’t really bout, nah, nah (x2)

[hook]

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