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Finessin'

 

Finessin'

(album: Snubnose - 2019)


[Intro:]
Yeah, man, come get it, man, whatever you want, man
You know, you want the product, aye, you can come and get it, man, it's nothing
Nah, I don't know nothing about no snorting dope
Uh huh, come ride with you? Uh huh, come this way, man
Aye, send me that

[Grip:]
Straight to the face with the pressure, need me a plate with the extras
Keep .38 on the dresser, don't let these niggas finesse you
Boy, you ain't saving no weapon, broke nigga hate when you flexing
No matter what state you be repping, niggas be out here finessing
Ain't nobody out here stressing, look at these blessings
Finessing, finessing
Snubnose by the dresser, teach him a lesson
Finessing, finessing
Ain't nobody out here stressing, look at these blessings
Finessing, finessing
Finessing, finessing, finessing, finessing, finessing, finessing

Minimal checks to cash, so keep your necklace stashed or TEC's will blast, you better find an exit fast
Niggas finesse the connect for gas, where everybody got a checkered past and bad habits are hard to break
Plexiglass, tied up in a noose, in God we shake, niggas looking for a car to take
If you get caught slipping, your mom's heart ache
School of hard knocks, you started late
I was in the bed with a notepad, had to learn from my son, nigga, know that
Tryna get me for my startercoat, all you're getting is a toe tag with yo broke ass
I ain't no killa but don't push me, mama didn't raise a pussy
I'm an Eastside nigga, I'll take yo cookies
Still running with the same clique, still running with the same hood
For you niggas out here on some lame shit, six shots but my aim good
All my lil' niggas buy guns, live fast and they die young
Had they mama asking why he ain't coming, we're reporting live from
From the land of grams and xans and percs, where niggas never land in church
Rather scam than work
Cannons burst, and those with plans to lurk and take me bands, don't make the man disperse
Hoes all in your pants and shirt, your face be on evening news when I channel search
Should've played the cards that you were dealt but made up your mind on what my hand is worth

Straight to the face with the pressure, need me a plate with the extras
Keep .38 on the dresser, don't let these niggas finesse you
Boy, you ain't saving no weapon, broke nigga hate when you flexing
No matter what state you be repping, niggas be out here finessing
Ain't nobody out here stressing, look at these blessings
Finessing, finessing
Snubnose by the dresser, teach him a lesson
Finessing, finessing
Ain't nobody out here stressing, look at these blessings
Finessing, finessing
Finessing, finessing, finessing, finessing, finessing, finessing

[Mick Jenkins:]
A young nigga mind be brittle, liable to shatter if it crack a little
Attacking the shit the way it stack with riddles, niggas know that I ain't with the middle man
And I know Micky Mantle dabbled in the field, I was stealing bases, serving poker faces
Not a dime on me, representing aces, same way that all of these new niggas get to claim creative
All I see is tracing and over-saturation, I be needing patience
I be thinking lofty, I be needing basics, I be needing coffee
Like the fuse box, I been in the basement, nigga work the grave shift 'til the grave shift
Please somebody tell me what's complacent, I don't see no parallels or adjacents
I'm on my square, I'm with the circle of Haitians, all of my emotions are directional
I only find the piece occasional, I only use the piece occasional
Only share that on a need to know, the concept really kind of basic though
I'm on that water-heavy, you can taste it though, I'm at my waist with it
'Bout to break a fucking wrist with it, I don't play with it
Broom sticks, we don't play Quidditch
They did it, nigga never had to be fake with it
Don't Drake with it, couldn't sing 'bout it
Like a bee I sting bout' it, we'll die by it
Motherfucker, we'll die trying

[Grip:]
Straight to the face with the pressure, need me a plate with the extras
Keep .38 on the dresser, don't let these niggas finesse you
Boy, you ain't saving no weapon, broke nigga hate when you flexing
No matter what state you be repping, niggas be out here finessing
Ain't nobody out here stressing, look at these blessings
Finessing, finessing
Snubnose by the dresser, teach him a lesson
Finessing, finessing
Ain't nobody out here stressing, look at these blessings
Finessing, finessing
Finessing, finessing, finessing, finessing, finessing, finessing

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