Find Me (Remix)

[Sylvan LaCue:]
Oh what do we have here
I am exactly where I said I would be last year
My girl got an ass softer than cashmere
Thought I'd put that out there
Alright I'll stop fucking around

A hundred thousand dollars gets you nowhere nigga
Dreaded niggas used to fill the block where I was from, Mrs. Shell used to tell me never go there nigga
Miami, with the palm trees, breeze, and the girlies keep the genis like they sisters with no tears nigga
Fuck it, I won't even go there with ya
All jokes aside I'll go Colbert witcha
If it wasn't for my sense of understanding and my humble personality, I'd probably get to mobbing on the set
My man caught 20 and a charge, he was riding with a tech, having problems tryna find and give him checks
Mama, like granny, living on it too, be so proud of me for heading to the west
You know we riding to the death
Stress (woah) don't even get me started
I ain't even close to going retarded, still starving
Used to be with some niggas that I thought was for the calling
Called it "Charlie in the party"
Blindsided could've called it
Funny how these niggas jump ship and swim back, Khary couldn't have said it better I just never would've thought it
Troubles of an artist
Fuck it, crying over spilled milk never put a banquet on the table
Proved that I could do it when they said I wasn't able
Only got me charged up, I ain't even need a cable
Good Lord, don't fuck around and get hurt nigga (don't do it nigga)
KD, Based God, curse niggas
Wise Wise Wise Wise Wise, till I die brody
Just sign on me
Don't lie on me (don't do it)
Sleep is the cousin of nah homie, then reply homie
That's code and ethics, please respect it
They can't change how the flows perfected
Breath stays the same, still cold and reckless
Niggas with no bread on the road to metrics
Men lie, women lie, numbers lie too
The only lies I've been told blindly
So I'm on my way to truth nigga
You will not find me

[Khary:]
When I was young
They told me don't look to the sun
You'll go blind
Or maybe they were scared I'd find
Out I could run
Got oxygen inside my lungs
In a 3-point stance
So when they shoot that fucking gun
You will not find me
(When my album drops)
You will not find me
(When I leave the dock)
You will not find me
(Punching in a clock)
You will not find me
(When the kicking rocks)
You will not find me

In High school
I wouldn't listen to Lil Wayne, cause
Money over bitches just seemed a little profane
Till I realized all the girls that I liked were really bitches, so
Ever since that moment I've been rapping kinda different
Born on the 28th
I'm a Libra play it safe
And kill all the competition
Make sure no one gets to race
Like I said in my other song (boy)
Who the fuck are you?
Don't keep pillows on my bed
So I don't get too comfortable
I don't owe you shit
Ain't believe in me
Everybody wants you when you're gold, we got that C3P
Gotta fight for your right like the Beastie Bs
Angel in the dust like PCP
Tryna sell out in the MSG
Tryna stay away from the MSG
Diabetes in my family
Gotta live to see a Grammy
Tried to shit on me but didn't wash your hands
So I ain't taking shit you hand me
That's my modus operandi
I'm a savage, call me Randy
Fill my cup, call me Stanley
Due to proper planning
(You will not find me)

I mean, I mean I told you you wouldn't find me
I just... I went off the grid
I was just grinding
Yeah

Wasn't looking for the captain back then well you will not find a nigga
X marks the spot yeah I'm grinding nigga
I ain't met Diddy yet, I am not no bad boy, never been locked up but I'm still shining nigga
Me and Lege Kale like megazords, combining niggas
This is not a scam or credit card declining niggas
Whiskey on the rocks, so you gonna have to lime a nigga
I don't really fuck around with Amy ass whiny niggas
I'm gonna make it, I'm gonna make it
Used to rap on that computer mic in that basement, back in the basement
Swear you knew me from before but I cannot place it, I cannot place it
Wait, wait that was you hating
How you still hating?
Bruh I am amazing
They moving so fast I got nausea
I mean a nigga just got back from Austria
On my own, did a show front of thousands, crazy
Dropped out of college in Boston
Bruh, you ego tripping but you call it bossing up
Would be famous but I do not floss enough
What is that cost-ria
I ain't get cuffed for the winter
Made a mixtape for the summer let it simmer (ah)

You will not find me
You will not find me
You will not find me, yeah