Posted Lyrics

Posted, in the ride

Lemme see ya coast it, to the right

I wanna see you posing, in the light

You know I'll make it worth it, gotta try

You can catch me posted, in the ride

Lemme see ya coast it, to the right

I wanna see you posing, in the light

You know I'll make it worth it, gotta try

I said all day, bald fade, catch me in the hallways

Packing lunch, taking off on the law ay

Remember I used to just kick it where the dogs stay

All bark, no bite

What's your worth ay?

Get to searching

Mama calling remind yah that you ain't worthless

I wanna see ya baby please don't close the curtains

Keep on looking and I know that I'll be certain

Keep my toes in the dirt

Catch you looking back, make it work

I seen it on your neck

Keep it low, let it hurt, dont slack

Bro you better take what your worth

Bet the water run thick with your mind on the surface

Heard this

But I don't listen until its burning

Word, you working up to curtain and then you turning

Churn with discernment

Curving between your learning

The nerve that you got ain't sticking

You looking certain

Thunderstorms rolling in

Towels soaked in rain

Drying off once again

Leavin' me the same

I got reticles on top hats

Come and test my aim

Pliers pulling teeth

And saliva in the brain

Truly gifted, never listened to fake artificial faces

Screwed the cards up, fixed the aces

Feeling spacious, I get aroused every time I hear the bass hit

Soul escaped, hold the base or the gate

Nevertheless I feel blessed I never had to fake it

Threw my hands up to the sky and pray to God I make it

Simply crying out here and now

Find a way around how I'm getting so down in the mud hold up

Listen to the sermon

Words and I can't serve 'em

Murder in my mind but curses I can't cure 'em

Verses my time worthless

Waitin' for my year

The patience might die here

My ice and my Moncler

The boujee and draft beer

They knew me but not here

You chillin in yo fear

I'm sayin this my year

I know what they all sayin I'm prayin' that God hears

I ain't fake

Imma go and get my fucking cake

You a lame

You ain't even know what it takes

In my grave

Imma do 'em dirty on the way

In my grave

Imma do 'em dirty on the way

In my grave

Imma do 'em dirty on the way

Huh

Thunderstorms rolling in,

Towels soaked in rain drying off once again

Reticles on top hats, come and test my aim

Pliers pullin' teeth and saliva in the brain

Ooh

I been through and through and through

I been through

I been through and through and through