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letra de tall tales from the liquor store - kole spell

[verse i]

down there at the liquor store
now that’s my favorite spot
there’s always enough traffic, you’d be surprised there’s
never cops, plus i’m
servin’ all they workers, so i know i don’t have to worry
stay out there for the greater part of the night
no need to hurry
yo, just play it low key
came up on the whole key
make it through tonight and leave most of it home, see?
tomorrow, i’ll be back just to pace the same spot
these nights become a part of me
but catchin’ cases not
so i hide in plain sight
it’s nice when i play it right
in my mental book of rhymes
i make it home and try to write
shortly after, nighty night
except it’s still daylight
so i’m sleepin’ with the beanie rested over my tired eyes
never had a weekend to myself
but it always pays so well
you stupid if you think i could make this music workin’ somewhere else
it took me two weeks to buy these keys and microphones
but i know that they watchin’ me
so i sleep in mobile homes
i can’t use the f-ckin’ bank because
on paper i’m unemployed
but even in december, pockets may weather like floyd
the plan is just to pay my bills and set the rest back
but new jordan’s come out all the time and i’m set back
never have enough time to cook, so there you go
i live off fast food and them chips from the liquor store and uh
i know there’s gotta be somethin’ else
if i keep on doin’ this sh-t i’ll be dead or in jail

[verse ii]

if i go out in public, yo you know i know my exits
it’s loud as f-ck up in the club
but i know when they text me
i’ve been makin’ money
i’ve been clockin’ grips
if you ain’t talkin’ money
b-tch you talkin’ sh-t
y’all be talkin’ ’bout your moves
but i don’t hear you puttin’ time in it
a real g, i move in silence
i’m designed different
storin’ it, get creative
like warren g, regulate it
ya wh0re and me medicated
got four in me and i’m faded
i don’t only f-ck with dro’ but i
smoke like i’m in la
and this rap game. i play it
ak’s, i spray it
i was late to the set but my outfit’s
they be the latest and they
sayin’ my team is heinous and
maybe, yeah tha’ts okay ’cause
we southern playas, y’all hate us
can’t stand us because we made it
arranged this beat and i slayed it
wildin’; they can’t contain us
blazin’ haze with my babes
in the lab like mendeleev, uh
periodically, i’ll end up on the moon
all about my soup like i was workin’ at whole foods
baked outta my mind
looked at my rollie
it’s that time
ya girl was choosin’ hard
you already know she lookin’ fine
took her to the crib, she said we could get down
i had that woman screamin’
she was singin’ james brown

- kole spell

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