dialtone is the future. - dialtone lyrics
{intro}
uhh… dialtone
uhh… uhh… uhh…
{verse 1}
around the globe & back to the studio
spittin’ these flows // telling you exactly how it goes
where i’m at in my life // when you reach 3-0
& you ain’t reach your goals yet // wherelse is it to go
like d-mn at least you ain’t on the corner with a can
begging for change you can find out the couch // n-gga be a man
cop me an ounce, quit my job & bounce // that’s the plan
what’s the rules, what’s your strategy // my n-gga what’s your stance
i’m a bomb that can’t be diffuse
too many broke n-ggas living by too many rules
what happened to desperate times calling for desperate measures
& we all looking desperate // boy i tell ya
i rather do time than do a lifetime not going for mine
how you living with no spine // how you stand upright
how you walk the earth my n-gga, with no fight
& if it ain’t about the love then, it’s goodnight
antonio, what’s your plan? what’s your strategy?
why you gotta att-tude? are you mad at me?!
nah b-tch i’m mad i’m supposed to be rich
it’s always poor n-ggas telling you not to be materialistic
always ballin’ as n-ggas tell you don’t do it for the money
then turn around & say if it ain’t about the bread then it ain’t sh-t
then me crazy bro when i’m looking at you funny
yo we all want the paper & we all want the chicks
i can give two f-cks about being in your clique
‘cuz y’all n-ggas really broke as sh-t
f-ck that, i need it all // when i get it, i’ll call
until then, i’m in your crib sn-tching pictures off the wall
doing whatever i gotta // make that you’re going for nada
the first rule is survival, you want me to read the bible
& pray to allah, just to talib kweli “get by”?
n-gga nah.. n-gga n-gga nah.. n-gga n-gga nah
back & forth, matte the porsche // on tone’s port
from the nitty to new york
treat your city like a new court // me & my n-ggas came to ball on
smoking that strong // blunts, papers, bongs, i’m junior gong
from dusk to dawn, it’s trees being torn
i’m jason bourne, kickin’ -ss till in the morning
used to want a new chevy now all my n-ggas want a foreign
you claiming it’s gas but i see you’re still puffin’ corn
it’s 2016, i see what y’all n-ggas on
that ain’t much of nothing // f-cking yourself watching p-rn
i be at the spot with wifey, you know what we on
wine & relaxing, then it’s action // you want the style but i’m taxin’
bring it back when (you’re done with it)
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