SLOPES - 1999 WRITE THE FUTURE/Offset/Warren Hue/88rising

Lyrics by：Cephus Kiari Kendrell/Warren Hui/Young Bin Park

Composed by：Cephus Kiari Kendrell/Warren Hui/Young Bin Park

Produced by：Chasu

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You have to say something to me

Like we have to have a conversation real quick

But you really have to yeah woah

Aye summer time **** I got bands aye

Benjamin and me best friends aye

Swerving these h**s I'm tried of shawty's

I hate when they not on the ground woah

Oh my God Warren like hello I'm back on my *****

Don't sugarcoat baby

F**t I still want to coup to be navy or cream color coco like woah woah

I need a crib up in Soho New Yorky like Biggie

I treated chella like dashing up Biggie

Still got the pack up smoke in my city

Here from Habana she text me you miss me

***** I got bands and they stuck in my pants woah

Feel me

Pockets they dancing like Britney

Bands on me can't fit my Yeezy's yeah

Dior the girl when they fit me yeah

Back in Jakarta they hofer my downfall

Like come on like ***** I been messin'

And they mad man why you mad man

And they mad man yeah yeah yeah

Pull it with a fit and they mad man woah

Show money bags in my backpack oh

Introducing warrior granddad yeah

Seven on a wrap m**r lie roach

I don't dress a ***** with a bright bright coach

She gon' touch ice while I bend her slope

Ski ski west leg game two stick one d**k

Want to wake the a** up and po

Quarter million dollars on one stage quarter million

N***s wanna come and switch my plate switch

White man in my pocket no race white man

Shorty a fan with a little bitty waist hey

Bought a new vert vert

Somebody come race race

Pop two p**c can't feel my face p**s

They don't wanna work these n***s be lazy lazy

They just wanna surf I ain't ****** with a wave yeah

Issey told you I ain't tame man

**** it do you feel me now I gotta move weight

I ain't tryna move fake no way oh

Oh **** 'em I just been in my thing yeah

Cut 'em 'cause the mood on strange gang

Climbing got it all on tape

Trapping like a bird when he caught his case brr

The one that was hatin' ain't make it got erased race

Food on your table for you eat say grace amen

I'm going number one can taste it number one

I was born up a star I'm an alien star

I'mma sell out arenas and the stadium arenas

Got my gang and my family ain't tradin' 'em gang

N***s hate let 'em drown they ain't savin 'em drown

I turn the pain into pride I should be proud of him

Woo

Benjamin in my pocket and I'm countin' 'em

Backstage full of people I don't like

So I say amen gotta pray for the pigment aye man

Every year gotta change my alias woo

B-O-T-Y shawty like the name in the stain

Tell my soul how to track my roles when they watch

Ain't mad man woo

Ain't mad man

Ain't mad man

Pull it with a fit ain't mad man huh

Show money bags in my backpack huh

Introducing warrior granddad huh

Stepping on rap m**r like

I was born on a star I'm an alien

They don't wanna work these n***s don't want to work

I was born on a star I'm an alien

I'mma sell out arenas and stadiums

I got a gang of my family ain't trading then

N***s hate let them drown I ain't saving them

I turn the pain into pride I should be proud of him

Nah nah **** that