a m a r i

Bada-ba, bada-ba
Off-Season
Let's work, hey
Plottin' my escape, this game rot a nigga’s faith
Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe
Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith
I was doin' eighty on the interstate
Tryna make it back before my class started
Country nigga never seen a passport
'Til I popped off and got a bag for it
Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court
Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard
'Ville nigga never seen nothin'
Except a f***ing triple bean jumpin'
Good dope leave a fiend krumpin'
Made it out, it gotta mean somethin'
Either you gon' hustle
Or that nigga Uncle Sam got your ass re-enlisting
Two-six, murder scene pumpin'
Better leave it tucked, if you ain't dumbin'
Pow, pow, nigga, he slumping
12 comin', we ain't seen nothin'
Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more
Nah, what for? Hungry for more
If you solo these vocals
listen closely you can hear grumbling
Multi and I'm still munchin'
Big bag, never fear fumblin'
Want smoke? Nigga don't choke
I'm a whole f***in' nicotine company
Dreamville the Army, not a Navy
How could you ever try to play me?
Kill 'em on a song walk up out the booth
Do the Westbrook rock-a-baby
I never fall out with the bro
Hate when your family turn into foe
We had a penthouse on the road
Interior decorated with the hoes
Just like a multiple-choice getting chose
My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, miney, moe"
Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless
Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed
Out of the concrete was a rose and winters was cold
Had to go over and stand by the stove
We from the Southeast, niggas know
This where the opps creep real slow
Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles
I punch the time sheet, not no more
And now my assigned seat is a throne
Plottin' my escape, this game rot a nigga’s faith
Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe
Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith
I was doin' eighty on the interstate
Tryna make it back before my class started
Country nigga never seen a passport
'Til I popped off and got a bag for it
Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court
Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard
'Ville nigga never seen nothin'
Except a f***ing triple bean jumpin'
Good dope leave a fiend krumpin'
Made it out, it gotta mean somethin
Made it out, it gotta mean somethin
Made it out, it gotta mean somethin
Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba