[Part I: "180"]
City under siege
Big bank take little bank, kids over heat
It's a million degrees
Fahrenheit at least
These sides going to war for you, better keep it responsible
Times that I afforded you, times that I was calling you
See you wanna be popular, I just wanna be comfortable
Sorry the aura bothered you, but you ain't honorable
Go unlock your phone and let your wifey come audit you
I ain't creepin' with Mona Lisa, just keeping it cordial
Found comfort in solitude, I'm silent with all the moves
You can FaceTime if you ain't watchin' who you talkin' to
This the gospel according to TOBi, I wrote the scripture
When hotheads all had they hands on the nine like it's a quarter to
Drivin' past the boys in blue, all my brothers turn Corbin Bleu
These kids be whippin' leases, man, but at least it's affordable, Lord
It's like that, woah
It's like that, yeah
It's like that, woah
It's like that, yeah
It's like that, woah
I'ma sit you, I'ma need to have a chat
It's like that, yeah
I'ma hit you, you can meet me where I'm at
It's like that, woah
One-eighty, one-eighty, one-eighty
It's like that, yeah
I'ma switch you, I'ma need to bring you back, woah
I just wanna keep cool for the summer
I just wanna lay low and run my money up
I just wanna walk slow, keep it humble
If I go hard she gon' fall in love
I got love in my soul
I got all in control
All my dawgs on the go
Bless us all on the road
Same car, different drive and different motors
I'ma need it when I want it, not a minute slower
I'ma head down South 'til the winter's over
You gon' head down South just to win her over
Killing, killing, have 'em checking for the vitals
Now they all embarrassed like your parents at recitals
I'm tryna sample Michael, but I can't afford the clearance
So I'm flexing this falsetto from the get-go like my idols
Niggas think they big and bad
I'm bickin' back, boolin', rulin' rap, you ruin rap
I'm a shoe-in that's as as big as Shaq
As big as Shaq and Patrick Ewing
I'ma bring it back, I bring it back to how the OG's used to do it, ayy
Please don't throw no stones
Please just let me be
I switched up that flow
So my sons could eat
Hah-hah-hah-hah-hah-hah
It's like that, woah
It's like that, yeah
It's like that, woah
It's like that, yeah
It's like that, woah
I'ma sit you, I'ma need to have a chat
It's like that, yeah
I'ma hit you, you can meet me where I'm at
It's like that, woah
One-eighty, one-eighty, one-eighty
It's like that, yeah
I'ma switch you, I'ma need to bring you back, woah
It's like that, woah
I'ma sit you, I'ma need to have a chat
It's like that, yeah
I'ma hit you, you can meet me where I'm at
It's like that, woah
One-eighty, one-eighty, one-eighty
It's like that, yeah
I'ma switch you, I'ma need to bring you back, woah
I'ma sit you, I'ma need to have a chat
I'ma hit you, you can meet me where I'm at
One-eighty, one-eighty, one-eighty
I'ma switch you, I'ma need to bring you back, woah
[Part II: "Serenity"]
Smoke, smoke, smoke, smoke, smoke
Smoke, smoke, smoke, smoke
Smoke, smoke, smoke, smoke, smoke
Smoke, smoke, smoke, smoke
Siftin' 'em all away
Listening to Charlotte Day, sippin' chardonnay
Heaven is on the way (Heaven's on the way)
Heaven's a call away
Serenity's calling me
Heaven is on the way (Heaven's on the way)
Hit me, I'm on the way, on the way
You a magician, change just to fit in
Whole bunch of smoke, smoke and mirrors
Standing by the bar, back to the wall
Hiding my flaws, you found my Achilles heel, no
He'll realize what he lost
Bet he wishes that he locked you, locked you down
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