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3:02 p.m. - tilden parc lyrics

[intro]
‘aight
let me get this line
(cough)
wave

[verse 1]
my life been lookin’ gorgeous
take one leg at a time, i pray i’ll never have to force it
got bad women for me, tell they man he need to forfeit
i’m standin’ with the torch gripped in my hand, i’m h*lla condo of the palm, hold my fortune
i live ready to die, my momma hate me, soundin’ morbid
growin’ up, my daddy got up in chasin’ fortune
he’d probably be more proud if i was doctor or a lawyer, but i’m paid to be in line, we’re only livin’ in the moment
and i can’t have my target, want me locked behind these bars, i’m in a spot that i can’t conquer
well, f*ck it, ’cause we livin’, my n*gga
and i’m addicted to feelin’ like i’m invincible, take the bag, then i triple it, the flow been on the pinnacle, vivid dreams of a miracle
where i made it out of bond
lately, i’m so out of mind, it’s hard to wanna go outside, ’cause they’ve been k!llin’ off my kind
but i’ve gotta hold my head and keep it loyal to the players, don’t let ’em rob you want protection of yourself
n*ggas lyin’ for a check, i call it brobin’ for the flex
’til the label drop your ass, the bank collect on your advance
tremble lightly ’cause the man don’t give a f*ck about your plan to see the world and feed your fam, the block is hot, it’s hard as stain
i’m from the cove, my money talks, been on the low
they got the stoves, somehow the babies still ain’t eatin’ all they crabs stuck in the bucket tryna make it out the street sh*t
how we make it where we at, b*tch trace the bloodline back to eden
i’m a menace, a remnant of the pandemic, got the mask off, i’m flat jaw
takin’ no l’s, i’m at the coattails to the cash cause
yeah, (wave)
i’m takin’ no l’s, (i’m takin’ no l’s, i’m at they coattails to the cash cause)
look
ay (look)
[verse 2]
they’re really not who they claimin’
they talk it foul but they cap lock
my heart is cold, keep it padlocked
my mind is cold, need it kevlar
they sent the shot, but can’t stick me
i dropped the ball in my lesson
i dropped the class with the schedule
i can’t afford to be bored
bet a couple of bros, made through the school with degrees
can’t lend the interview, they pay more than a minimum wage
they pull up suited, but they talkin’ them ’bout the dreads on they head
in it be they resume, they can’t say they name
that sh*t is shame
the system got it easy here, they claim she need to relax
got a couple kids, a single mom, they laid her off back in march
she lost her crib, they sent the swat to throw her back to the street
that’d freeze her, writ the stimulus, won’t even see her address
i’m thinkin’ cash rules everything, they gotta spot a culture
spend a couple of racks to keep the art scene postin’
when we ask for what we owe, they wanna talk like they ain’t got it
sign the next man at a lower rate to help ’em bag a fortune
so we torch it
we burn it all down ’til y’all get, b*tch
i’m native to the sand, don’t give a f*ck about no pilgrim
when the police snap my neck, my brother hangin’ by a branch, and i can’t even pay his bond, because we stretched a dollar thin
tell me, how we supposed to win, huh?
they sellin’ dope to keep us clothed, to pay the rent, huh?
a lot to hold, but i ain’t fold, i’m still on ten, huh?
toes planted in the soil, gettin’ hard to keep it cultured, but that’s just the way it go*
[outro]
as fast as you can
ay
run
aaah
as fast as you can
yeah
i can really get away
lord make me feel awake
i just wanna get away from it all
i just need an escape

- tilden parc lyrics

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