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Get rid of it (Intro)
02:47
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So What?
01:33
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I know my money low
but honey so what
I hoped we’d grow up
but we only grew apart
dearly departed friend
we started when y’all ended
then we parted
and y’all started
but regardless of that
it’s hard to rap
about this shit
and keep my smartness
at bat
I keep a Palma leaf
and chief it
to myself my chief
you far from grabbing
on my blunt
you half affront
you f-----t
who said that P-Tree ain’t have it
I smell your cap when you gabbing
I should just take off
in space there’s no traffic
in your face where place my attacking
I am up late
like a clock that’s slow stuck in the attic
clock that whole grip off your baggage
conscious and positive your are a
op and you’ll blow like a new tuba
going in deep on this track
like my panic attack
when I tried to
go scuba diving
driving my whip
is my preference
I hit you with lessons
you not even insect
you pupa
you smell like some tuna fish
two of us can’t coexist
you like a bug or a glitch
think you a thug you bitch
you’re stained on my rug
that’s the sitch
yeah
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Too sharp my mind might slice
you apart I carve
just like a knife
speed of a guy
driving a car
I beat up my bars
you beetle sized larva
sweet like a guava
lava cake author
I’m needed like water
you kneaded like dough
I’m reeling in dough
dope
old folks smoking rope
to cope I got a few new quotes from em
so here’s some
don’t let your fears steer you
into the beers and cheers do what you like shit
until you don’t like it
then what?
dumping cigarette butts
out the Buick feeling stupid
while rooting through em
for something to smoke
this shit is all but a joke
I need a moment please
I’m picking off all the fleas
who scoped and poked at me
I peep the O of the trees
and test the potency
I need you all to hope for me
but you’d rather a vote to leave
dashing out without your coat and keys
the speed of blasting down a slope on skis
and leaving me to be me
call it lonely or cheesy
I keep the grease
from my feet
and keep the hoes out my scenery
playing notes on machinery
telling stories of the times
I actually noticed the thievery
glad I’m at home making beats
instead beating ass
or getting my ass beat
or pitching a bag to eat
or missing you badly
I actually
got balance
like a nose manny
opposition never showed
like they fell off of the globe
but I feel them hawking at me
I fear them never
bet they talking
let em fucking @me
crickets
they all but active
You and me
are gonna find
a crumbling castle
in these trees
And I think it’s so cool
that you and I can look at the moon
Back in high school the nights
were as endless as the tunes
Keep your feet on the bolts when you ride
Stand clear of the doors closing you inside
Can’t hear any of the noise
cause there’s peace and hiding
Stop hoping on the floor
When what you need is the sky
My whole life has felt like I need a vacation
So when time’s going right know I’m extra grateful
Throw the stress away yesterday is stuck in brain
I just focus on the rainbows it keeps my graceful
niggas holdin grudges
and they love when throwing shade
imma hold myself to huggers
cause the globe’s a stressful fucker
just tryna make your life better
hope our dreams grow in numbers
as far as seeing, cold October’s
gonna be here I know it well
But the treasures and the seeds
That we are planting every season
ideas turn to feats and good feelings
Instant gratification just doesn’t last a length
Since graduation learned that I’m just wet my path creates
Mind is packed with
ageless reasons why we made those faces
imma always miss you
even if I hate you
so I barely hate
kinda just a time waste
whose fault is anything
both after a while irate
I’m looking back
on my crooked past
and I’m booking it away
I used to often say
I’m glitched or off
but awesome was the way I was
I blossomed plenty when the
Henny offered
but I ditched it
for the piff
used my prescription
to endure conditions
hopping from conviction
ops was on my dick
until I clipped em off
I coughed from hitting piff then
hit them like a target
opposition get the rocket
in my pocket I got many bars
hock em at your base often
let’s face off
and amaze audience
chops on the place
I’m the bass guardian
hardly a threat
to party when
you partly in
and partly awful
army fits
I’m harming all your kids
depart from my compartment
where I ponder on the parchment
I’m the Sergeant of the quadrant
so don’t start shit
I park my whip across
from your apartment
and I plot shit
hot shot
you no cock
having
low standing bitch
with no companions
I’m a bolder man
like foldgers stand you up
and damn you
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Sink (Instrumental)
01:13
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5. |
Margarine (Instrumental)
01:03
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I got raps
so don’t slack
I attack that
I smack cats
when I’m mad
or take fat packs
I ask kindly miss
to kiss my ass
I’m spreading yours
your head I’m taking tours of
inside it sure as hell was warm but dry
And you can try to be hard-core
but you’re no biggie smalls for sure
I’m practicing the art of war
Regarded for the grace
The only way in which I’m a snake
to shed my face
then the new layer
Proves even greater
proof need a hater
Don’t protest
as I attest
I am the excrement
my competition
awful dingy
on that extra shit
my mom believe
my head is detrimental
to success
on her side of the fence
I guess her style invented mine
Versatile and into flight
shooting rubber bands
back at your guy
if he doubt we fly
Cool and dapper as Jack
we nerve racking your ship tonight
bitch it’s Kryptonite
we sick as viruses in shitty societies
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Dreams (Feat. Scudi)
01:46
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11. |
Forget (Instrumental)
03:13
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Bummy man
tucked a lantern
lamping with my fam
making cancer
to Karens
tampering with parenting
stomach had xannys packed
back in the day
ask me if I’m mad anymore
I say nah
I got enough tracks
to smoke and smile
choking up the time while
I’m writing
the white boy
insane when he’s mic gripping
I’m tripping?
maybe
baby I got a tab
and I’m slipping off this plane
I needed to stop
before I copped
another bowl to my face
I’m tracing my steps back
to consciousness
and I’m late
I hoped they kept the door
open but the gate closed
I’m straight when I rose up
from it but
something stuck
to me
I realized that any given day
you can’t fuck with me
I don’t even tuck a semi
I just let you fucks resent me
while the bucks don’t reinvent me
I get plenty now
many schumcks had fucked him over
but I stuck to my endeavor
I wrote the song “over”
just for the pleasure
and expressing
off my chest
straight to these measures
what I’m feeling man
name me the professor
I’m going up I got no ceiling
but the ledger
the hook
the end of the letter
the second look that you take
as you exit our center
In the belly of the beast
like a deli he feasting
Ain’t like the telly
when you reach
but I’m ready to meet him
they sending me to his meeting
beating my chest when I greet him
it stopped me dead in my schemes
when I heard the screams from my demons.
(nonsense by a deadbeat dad)
In the belly of the beast
like a deli he feasting
Ain’t like the telly
when you reach
but I’m ready to meet him
they sending me to his meeting
beating my chest when I greet him
it stopped me dead in my schemes
when I heard the screams from my demons.
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Wave (Instrumental)
04:27
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Stuck (Instrumental)
01:17
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15. |
Ceremony
04:39
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I ask god,
Please give peace to my lid
cease and desist
all that the beasts went and did
at least gimme quid
but they treeshin
they begin
to beef with the kid
thinking that he vegan
won’t eat what they slip me
won’t slip for the pic
the dip shits
that slipped up
is ass kissing now
my bitch ran and split
from the passenger wow
my new bitch better
flip the rubric
I’m on new prosper
of cool chops yo
you gotta give me props sir
miss flipping thots
not
I gripped me a knot
and forgot what I wrote down
I zipped me a shot
clipped your wings now you shot down
I clicked me a new link
got to thinking
how can I bounce to this shit
in my Lincoln
sike I got a Buick
like a pimp a movie
you looking goofy
in your civic
like the way I skate
straight to gimmicks you live in
I remain in position
of top notch
kicks by the stop watch
he’ll never stop
watch I got hell to give em all
what I got? tell me am I balling?
yeah the pot you can smell me from the hallway
in broad day on broadway
we omnipresent
ominous the way we step in
with like 70 brethren
that might be hyperbole
but I’ll keep you guessing
And I’m back with a decadent second verse
bless you like a church or a sneeze
I got the key and you worthless
worse you diseased
your net worth is negative
you cursed you a flea
to these gigahertz
rehearsed my verse
oh jeez
you oughta get a nurse
cause we purge you with ease
the coolest on the dirt
smoking earth in the trees
been chilling since my birth
I’m so pure that a sniff can’t handle me
I got work but I wanna go to Anthony’s
I got my fam on my mind when I’m lamping
ever since camping trips
emphasis on trip
now we script raps
and skip bats
let you kids
kick back
we got no kicks to give dip shits
but got a tip stick to dick riding
but just get back
in quick timing
cause 86 the simple passive
and pass me iron
a crazy dick ain’t half what I am
I’m a heated climate
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P-Tree Poughkeepsie, New York
Kid from Poughkeepsie tryna make some sick tunes.
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