Correction Paroles Instincts par Erick The Architect

Featuring(s) : Westside Boogie

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[Erick the Architect]
Follow my instincts
Monday to Wednesday
Life is a mystery
What do my friends think?
Some cowards kneel, but
They never feel us
They almost killed us
And I'm still here, bruh
Follow my instincts
Monday to Wednesday
Life is a mystery
What do my mans think?
Some cowards kneel, but
They never feel us
They almost killed us
And I'm still here, bruh

[Erick the Architect]
Why you even pay rent, when you don't get out the bed?
Tryna own my problems, mostly 'cause I live in my head
I'm tryna fix up my relations, I still gamble with stress
I don't wanna drive you crazy over something I said
In my mind, I got it all and still I hang by a thread
In these streets, they take your life because of something you said
Pour some liquor out, I figured out where differences dread
Could've hit the trap, in fact, you hit this music instead (Let's go)
Foreign visions got me distant from my people again
I hugged the block, so a nigga never needed no friends
I don't validate, l'm tired, and least you my mans
I don't mean to disappoint, I tried the best that I can
My cousin put me on, I had the metal rest in my hands
He want the drop, so I had to hit the plug in advance
Homie, know this day is coming if you hustlin' grands
This a dirty game, be cautious when exposin' them stans

[Erick the Architect]
Shellcases, scattered by them police stations
My occupations, rap niggas try to test my patience
I'm out of flagrant, mitosis to assimilation
I'm out of coast, I touch down, it's more than simulation
I count my blessings like they currency or bank statements
Don't ask so clueless, best suited for the affidavit
The new messiah, the goliath when you ask for David
You ask for anything, believe it's just reciprocated

[WESTSIDE BOOGIE]
Follow my instincts
Life is a mystery
Monday through Wednesday
What do my friends think?
Some niggas kneel, but
They never feel us
They tried to kill us
Shit, we still here, bruh
Follow my instincts
Life is a mystery
Monday through Wednesday
What do my mans think?
Some niggas kneel, but
They never feel us
They tried to kill us
Shit, we still here, bruh

[WESTSIDE BOOGIE]
Yo, yo
Like, how the fuck you say you gang, if you around me, and not notice that I'm drained?
Take advantage of my pain, all the same
How the fuck is you my dog?
You know my loyalty won't let me cut you off
I done seen my hands bleed from tryna plant seeds
What your bands mean when they don't matter in the grand scheme?
What do my friends think?
Please forgive me for the times that l act distant
That just mean I'm feeling closer to my endin'
Tell 'em "Catch me in the wind", whoa
Out of range but you still find a way
Shoot me from a mile away, then go back to your hideaway
Find it strange you don't know why why I still care
But I ain't mad
I'm jealous that you unaware, I kinda think that shit unfair, uh
Save me from this darkness I see
'Cause I won't feel at home til I'm free
Save me from this darkness I see
'Cause I won't feel at home til I'm free

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