athens freestyle (ft. conscious astro) [prod. the alchemist] - justonho lyrics
justonho:
reintroduced to the world
no longer in a ‘fro so curled
or smoking blunts not pearled:
stonho came a long way
paper looking like a book
my producer still ke
1 half a gava boy, but still live like ea
recognize we not the same
i play a different type of game
one where all my [people] win
clean money no shame
million dollars worth of game:
better watch out who you follow
million dollars worth of game
shout out to gil, shout out to wallo
remember sitting monte carlo ’83 * all white
never owned a pair of j’s but all my j’s took flight
know more than a couple trey’s, quested out a couple plays
i ain’t ever hug the block but i dodged a couple strays
super known for my socks * imagine how my pockets grew
‘cross the street from duncan blocc, the safety is, we all in blue
high school, i’m speaking truth
central was my youth
super chill like clark kent until i stepped into the booth
on a different type of crypto, i’m just tryna see the moon
chi*raq with them pitch forks, we ain’t have a silver spoon
momma got me out the hood and moved me to 143rd
post*traumatic from my past, still can’t believe what all occurred
that’s why i gotta tuck this glizzy even though i’m still a nerd
believe none of what you hear and only half what you observe
still a williams, so you know i gotta ace ‘em on the serve
conscious:
backstreets be watching
look out they c*ckin’
gotta pull it back
tuck that little rock in (x2)
backstreets be watching
look out they c*ckin’
gotta pull it back
tuck that little rock in (x2)
ain’t sh*t changed, con the deranged
life ain’t claimed, so i’m stuck takin names
bendin’ back acts till they break with a snap
quarterback barely acts when his men fall flat
short tempers with the longest of escapes
two faced, syllables lack a final place
last place unknown, still at home
lights off, watch the drunk roam
still drinking, still m*th* f*cking thinking
bent out of my mind, left eye still winking
ain’t sh*t to it, still f*cking fluent
had a final chance and you god d*mn blew it
worse off, with vocals so soft
can’t hear the heat felt scream when i fall off
one 40, yeah i’m here to get a double
making f*cking trouble while i pop ya little bubble
others bedwetters, second verse is better
f*ck a trendsetter, we wearing weathered pleather
forest lacking braces, finding better placement
deck may be short but i got 5 aces
shoot for the stars, paintin’ crooked cars
been this far just to set a higher bar
how i f*cking flip it, roll back and script it
ain’t sh*t easy, this last fit was lifted
chewing nails till the sh*t gets well
until then, the cuticle swells
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