The Product Lyrics

Grey days, the Hard Rock

I'm spinning bottles like Beyblades, the hard tops

I telegraph what may be a hard stop

Could never be, like Jay Z, the hard knocks

It's just another taste, the product

Daisy on the way with more shit, do a dollop

Couple that I knew pushed her down and it's not a

Seven-day-cycle that could bypass

This net feel like Charlotte's, the pigs gone last

In this dirty ass world that we live in

If I ruled it all, then I know that it was written

Nostalgic lines, that's my baby powder

They infantile, come to grips, now that's a baby shower

That's what I say for so and so, and so it goes, my petty shows

I think I'd rather call you bitch, that's how my petty grows

And if you thinking it's an itch, well then your brain is slow

Now Kimmy saying "what's the sitch'" and I just leave her cold

You must've underestimated the greatest that's in the room

Stepping into my body, the parody in the tomb

I won't leave a single soul untouched

While the ones that scrape mine have me all in their guts

Tough love, or the product of broken trust

Or was it just me treating we like an us

Don't need to bump shit, left that all on the bus

I'm dealing with the is, give a fuck what it was

Hills that pierce the open sky

Let them bleed the heavens dry

Selfish needs, forgot what it all was for

A passing moment, full of love (a passing moment full of love)

You came for him, I came for us (You came for him, I came for us)

Here lies the guise of those who fell smitten

To toxic siren songs of those who've never written

Forced to settle for lack of the mettle

Three shots to the head, hit the pack of the Melo

There's only so much you can do until it's over

Go ahead, let it breathe, take the plastic off the sofa

Opa, opa, opa

Late nights with a Queen, I toca, toca, toca

We them boys that you see like hol' up, hol' up, hol' up

One-thirty-seven on I-seventy-five

The time was no issue, it was a matter of pride

I had to link with folks that still keep me alive

CD got my back, Scooch keep it on his side

Been clean from machine, that's the legacy of Tide

But one word and I know the Mercenary gon' slide

Booted up before we suited up, man that's an early shift

Jupiter, you must be stupider, man that's some early shit

Who and us, what can you do for us, we still the early pick favorite

Ain't no need for saving it

Many have forsaken it but you make your bed and lay in this

I pay for this, I play the risk

My daily kiss, I love the shit

I've been the Mac in the back of the scene

Peeping it all like a Mackennesy

But I got a mission, a daily ambition

I'm rocking the boat like I'm hitting 'The Lee'

Rock with me, like

Rock with me, better stay locked with me

The Black Ace, haters been waiting to pop with me