Pedal (I Got Hope)
Aye
Yeah
Uhh Uhh
All games this life I'm living a scrimmage down thirty
Give an ounce of my wisdom cause y'all don't listen
Aye
Run it back
Aye
Aye
All games this life I'm living a scrimmage down thirty
Give an ounce of my wisdom cause y'all don't listen
The corner seems farther from me
Blunt still coming to me
Got a little change and traded woods for paper
Flip goods Fisher-Price Im teaching the whole hood about it
Territorial acting wild in different fractions
But that puddle talk
Stronger the current
You swim different
Bubbles rarely last
Ya frame too murky the scenes distant
Friends are fickle
Hands are feral
I'm in a balance act
High rope hover my stomach drop in a flash
When I glance down
Under me small like ant hills
On a surface top
Judging my fall I'll leave to the blogs
Cause I'm a king yet no ruler can measure my reign
Taps on my window
Like a panhandle asking for change
And change will come
But theres so many things that remain
I'm blasting Wilco
Contemplating when I will blow
The noise too over the head I guess
I'll play the bigger man or villain
Sippin tea from a chalice
Cause plans get cancelled on daily
Hitting mail resend
I watch it circulate
Handing out pamphlets to the masses
Pass the ivory I'm plotting on land love and honesty
We all follies sharing space in a bigger cell
Uhh
Cant knock the hustle we vibrate
Make it jiggle
Bounce off ya body
Like I heard the car pull up
Shoot the jimmy
(Kobe)
Slide off to the kitchen
Moves shifty on some double oh
Seven footsteps followed door slam
Her mans home and
Damn my actions hit me some ass would get me to do this
I seen this shit in movies so I ain't new to theatrics
Her booty plush as pillow
The risk was the trouble
That feeling so familiar
I wanna chase the bubble
Made me a bounty hunter
I dashed from side the table
I made a run for the front gate
So successful
Foot to pedal and then vroom
Ima astro dash cowboy dash wildboy dash lost boy
House full of snakes like malfoy
Tossed a few altoids in my grill my shit was flamin
Aye
Aye
Aye you better know this
Im a merchant nigga
My product warrants I make sells
Take ya troubles with you
Ima follow and struggle with you
In the trenches with a hunch more rain coming
I'm drenched downed to the bone
I rap rounds round anybody cause most flows
Sterile
No wonder why you lifeless and high
You a blimp nigga
Always posting words in the clouds
Don't make sense to ya
I can rearrange this with a word game
Get you up to speed but I don't know if you can hang man
Last call my seconds almost up
I need a third plate
Gluttony for em
I put a deuce in the sky and cut the tension
Aye
Aye
Aye
And if theres anything I think you should know is
I got hope
Aye
If theres anything I think you should know is
I got hope
Yeah
Anything I think you should know is
I got hope
Im hopeful
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Im tryna set the frequency higher
We need healing
I got hope
Writer/s: The Noise Above
