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sub & siah - substance810 lyrics

[intro: substance810]
whoo
whoa
sb11, what up?
siah, what up?
yeah, uh huh
easy
it’s sub, n*gga
umbrella
let’s go

[verse 1: substance810 & josiah the gift]
yo, this sh*t nasty get a whiff of this
uh, siah and 810, we in this b*tch
yeah, we floating from new jers to michigan
these n*ggas sick cuz we got em dealing with this again

[verse 2: substance810]
ayo, raw with the synonyms
i’m not perfect i’m a sinner
still a synergist
this only the beginning

[verse 3: josiah the gift]
the garments looking provocative
suede linen pitching
knock this sh*t right out of the park
i played innings
[verse 4: substance810]
y’all left me no choice i’m running out of all options
new year, new me, but no b*lls dropping
oh, you boys turned to men, guess your b*lls dropping
me and siah about to catch a homi’, call cochran
i was in my feelings like carl thomas
then i slid in nеgril and drilled a brown goddess
profound rhyming from michigan to carolina’s
preparеd to shine
it’s our time, like messiah’s
fire

[verse 5: josiah the gift]
you f*cking with this?
a d*mn liar
i don’t see it getting tougher than this
a bunch of umbrella n*ggas that’s known to tuck it and flip
balance it off the beam, the digital scale’s higher
lyrical k!llers giving you mad prior’s
paint and sell you n*ggas their image like fred dyer
the feds hire all these informants in rap
so i stay out of contact
no contract
my signature’s inking a vinyl record
you playing wild (keep going)
yes ma’am
i’m gonna tell
remember his stomach inhale
under poverty’s spell
no luck, sh*t is worse than a lottery fail (sh*t crazy)
i’m the one, most of my n*ggas probably failed
for the ones successful we gon celebrate with the failures
and hope the party atmosphere
won’t lead to a lot of these trails
cuz if it do, it’s gon open up all these coffins
investigate til they shut the lid and start dropping the nail
[verse 6: substance810]
you ain’t shining, n*ggas shopping at zales
cheat code
umbrella not gonna fail, this beast mode
i hit the bar like i’m locked in a cell
with the weights a n*gga c*cky as h*ll
can’t stop me you frail
this sh*t easy as a free throw
you can probably tell this artistry
like carti’s with the matching mauri’s
chicken cacciatore when i bag your shorty
no matrimony
just got her on the mattress moaning
n*ggas tripping, it’s sub & siah
nothing higher they pyros they want the fire
you’re all welcome to come and try us
when that tidal wave rise n*ggas run and hide
my records sealed, you can’t see my priors
hopping on the bandwagon cuz you wanna ride
y’all can’t get shots till we cease fire
the beat is just music till we make it come alive

- substance810 lyrics

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