SOSYMPL Lyrics – Zivsick, Nolan Pilgrim
Singer: Zivsick, Nolan Pilgrim
Title: SOSYMPL
Leave ’em looking like a Basquiat
I told Ziv I’d meet him on the top
Sing sweet like chocolat
Lately I been feeling a la Jean
Leave ’em looking like a-
Oh sh#t
I got the bag on me, ain’t got a tag on it
Oh sh#t
You wanna sesh homie?
I got the stash homie
Oh sh#t
Y’all know my last homie?
We did the dash on him
Oh sh#t
That’s in the past homie
Been doin laps on him
Oh sh#t
Je suis Canadien
Out here sounding like Étienne
I take CAD
b#tches scramble for an ATM
Up since 8am
And we work ‘til the day end
Won’t meet ‘til we make ends
b#tch get out my way
Told em we don’t take breaks cuz we bend
Don’t make a mistake
Told em we don’t take sh#t cuz we men
Spent too many days entertaining fake friends
I’ll die for bro, you’ll die for bro
Trouble calling if you lay a hand
All he gotta do is say when
He’s on coca-ine I bet
That’s some green #ss weed I ingest
We only be chiefing on best
Don’t you speak for me on behest
If we’re not bargaining Monopoly-style
We’re not speaking I guess
You won’t succeed just coasting on belief
But by all means be my guest
By all means
By any means
We’re meant to make a mean living
New enemies at my neck
Same as red lipstick from kisses
Being nice to make means
Best know I mean what I’m singing
Knew everything when I didn’t
Met my needs
Did everything kid me wishing
And still can’t pay the bills with it
You’re kidding
Oh sh#t
I got the bag on me, ain’t got a tag on it
Oh sh#t
You wanna sesh homie?
I got the stash homie
Oh sh#t
Y’all know my last homie?
We did the dash on him
Oh sh#t
That’s in the past homie
Been doin laps on him
Oh sh#t
I don’t really got the time for f#ckin’ around
I murdered this sh#t, got love in my town
I’m burning this sh#t, no one hot as me now
We been pioneering all the sounds brotha!
New fit, make ‘em drown, brotha!
New king, I need a crown, brotha!
Ruthless how I beat down when the beat’s down
Tell ‘em get lost, never be found
You don’t see now, lil brotha?
You don’t know about it?
Made this sh#t with a MacBook in my bedroom, ’bout 4000
Stop tryna get in my way b#tch
My anguish ain’t your problem
My new b#tch know a few tricks and her movements are show stopping
Huh, yeah, oh god, oh Jesus
Flow swap the meanest
No shot your photog’ the cleanest
Pose hot then Nolan click, hold on, release it
So suave, gon’ post not delete it
We been smoking on the most high
Puff, pass, then showtime
Hit the blunt like four times, can’t see sh#t, got closed eyes
Talk sh#t, that’s your life
Mad at me cuz your goals ain’t go right?
Tell me now, who the culprit?
Watch bro think like
Oh sh#t
I got the bag on me, ain’t got a tag on it
Oh sh#t
You wanna sesh homie?
I got the stash homie
Oh sh#t
Y’all know my last homie?
We did the dash on him
Oh sh#t
That’s in the past homie
Been doin laps on him
Oh shit
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