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The Balancing Act

 

The Balancing Act

(album: The Mind Of A Saint - 2023)


Dedicated to who you knew and all that he knew of you
In loving memory, call this a living funeral
'Cause yo my learning curve was aiming the .22 at you
I'm looking at Lee he looked at me like "yo you knew the rules"
First time, hands shaking the weight was unusual
But I caught me a shooters groove, you know what shooting do
Now I'm the menace who do business in Roman numerals
First one to sell you a ki' while freaking a Rubik's cube
Should've never gave me no library card and no tough uncle
'Cause now I can blow through physics as quick as I gun butt you
I run muscle, bring me weight and I run double
I want double, trunk empty, gun muzzled
Keep it quiet like, but still turn smokers to the riot type
Soda trim the fat, smoke a sack, coke diet right
How I caught a play, went to Oakland, got the science right
Bricks got the duffle bags looking like they're Iron Mike, bet I'm the messiah type

They say heavy is the head especially when you know what you want
How it fit? Y'all better off being Bo and Lamont's
I'm at your door with your boss like "yo you know who you caught?
And yo you know who I am? All that coke in your palms?
Yo that's me, so when you speak, keep it all the way calm
'Cause that be me that's telling Lee to put a hole in your thoughts
And yo you think 'cause I refuse to scuff up my Adidas
That I won't have everybody telling everybody "bye?"
Everybody dies, the dough will help you get there quicker
I can pay to send you to satan and chop a brick there with him
The way the strip trampolining like I how I said from the get go
It looks like younger me in and out of Melody window
Back when I was tossing the work in back of her closet
Friends turn to lovers and turn to straddling my dick
But that's another topic, if homey choose to gossip
Then let it be about how this powder is padlocking, supplying ain't no object

They say my Fox Ford drive like my box Porsche
But I can't yay or nay it, I just get dropped off
I'm guessing I'm not y'all, re-ups and stock calls
From where your bail bondsman plans on roping your block off
Chrome in the top drawer, been here before, won't be my last go
Come with a duffle open, leave with a body bag closed
Cost of doing business, I see as no prob at all
Delicate touch, to a ki' I'm Ahmad Jamal
Without a code switch you're a featherweight on a scale
Matty McDonald how I levitate on a sale
Went from first time flyer to first time buyer
To now my new connect is expectedly an admirer
All it costs me is a flight and these prices won't be no higher?
Should've seen it coming when juggling with suppliers, call it even
Seeing how I leveled up off the steps
And made enough money to bail Jerry Buss outta debt, what I expect, right?

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