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The Script Tape / Official lyrics

Nine records.
Every word.

Complete lyrics in album order, including the previously missing fifth track, “Communion.”

01 / Entrainment

Entrainment

[Verse]

Sometimes ain’t nun but hate for you inside When you see me, it’s a mission in those eyes I can’t miss you, I was trippin’ in them highs You ain’t convincin’, I was sensin’ all them lies Everything I live and breathe Vibrational frequency I don’t need it if it don’t bring meanin’ to me Don’t speak to me if youn’t believe it in me Said it what I meant is what I’m preachin’ to the Choir, I been leapin’ to da teachings of remorse I don’t know I made it ‘til I’m sittin’ in a Porsche 911 paint da message to these victims with the force Vague intentions don’t make focused actions Pagan, witchin’ shooters doin’ magic Waitin’ for the time be right, it ain’t gon’ happen They want you for the fruits, can’t take my passion Perfectionism hides as procrastination Trapped up in a box with idle hesitation I ain’t done until the final destination LS400 Lexus hella spacious Writin’ revelations like bible restoration Get up out my pockets when I’m rich, you don’t deserve it I knew what I was meant to do, I ain’t no fuckin’ servant Draco with no stock for the ones who keep it serpent 2nd chance is the first, ‘cause we both gave it a chance I know that sometimes it hurts, but we still makin ends Might get done the worst, but one day rainin’ bands More and more myself right by the second Pourin’ rain, we still gon’ get to steppin’ Any day could be the end, so count your blessings They don’t call it hunger no more, I’m a glutton ‘Cause nothin’ finna stop me, ‘cept doin’ nothin’ Jumpin’ out my thoughts ‘n’ get back stuntin’ Can’t fuck ‘round, get lost in that function

02 / Translucent

Translucent

[Verse]

They said shit was made for me, so I’m on that beat ‘n’ dip Life wasn’t even made for me, but I get that shit how I live Had to hold my tongue, truth tucked in my lips Spit that in the dark, fakes can’t take a sip Every word be a risk, so I keep a silent grip Remember them days I prayed for peace, day one I kept shit real Posted up as a youngin’, pops told me keep all that shi trill Brudda was born in Memphis, but you know I come up from that ‘ville Broke down that whole pound, ‘cause we done quit that crackin’ seals I was in the room all by myself, had to teach myself that rappin’ OG told me stop the trappin’, goin’ on them drills Can’t even smoke no blunt with me, can’t feel the way I feel They say I be crazy, but I just live the way I live Walk them bitches down ta hell, I hit em with that steel Bitch I pull up bumpin’ Frank Sinatra Hoe don’t want no problems with us

03 / Swisha

Swisha

[Verse]

Life got snakes, but I keep a weapon (Brrrr) I be the one, but I feel like eleven Know what I’m on, I just get to steppin’ Headphones on, bruh turn up a treble Shit get wicked, I’ma up that metal (Brrrr) Quickdraw, spin back wit that wesson (Brrrr brrrr) Pull out quick fye, ain’t no question Pull off hit right, ‘fore it get messy Girl got ass, it feel like she blessed me (Dayum) Shot ‘em all in quick succession Trigga finger, switch oppression (Bow bow bow bow) Switched my masters, switched da lesson Why da hell you worried bout my business for? (Bitch move) Stop playin wit me, ‘fore we go n kick ya door I told em what it was, then it happened, now they actin’ slow (Huh) Gotta quit the trappin’, watched ‘em kick my partner door (Damn) All I’m knowin’ how to do is keep that rasta flow (Bombaclatt) I just keep it pushin’ I say fuck a obstacle All I want in life is just a house that I can home I don’t hold no cash, ain’t got a dollar for ya bro (Not a damn thang) Keep my intuition bout lame ass bitch be snitchin’ Mistress on my hitlist if you steppin’ on my district Roll another blizzy, ‘cause I know my girl just miss me In that blizzard, in my head I’m gettin’ dizzy, smokin’ swishers Gettin slizzard off dat sticky, bitch we driftin (Skrrrt)

04 / Halloween

Halloween

[Verse: Dei Scripture]

Feelin’ like the world against me when I’m in the streets Soul went missin’, I be stressin’ when I get to greedin’ Fuck around ‘n’ hit you with that lesson They still don’t even know what that shit mean Sayin’ that they knowin’, but they ass green as hell Fuck around ‘n’ hit you wit that spell Picked that dat Wesson, sent they ass to hell Swervin’ through they lanes, now they askin’ what that smell Be that ghetty green in my blunt Doin’ all that talkin’ on that screen, like I know you ain’t that dumb They ain’t takin’ me for real, thinkin’ shi was sweet Beat somebody ass, ‘til they look like Hall of Meat Bitch can’t deny my sixth sense I ride with all my bitches Slidin’ 4L ‘til I get these digits Ain’t no switches, only on missions Admission is that I’m finna get a hunnit billion ‘fore the clock keep rockin’ Paint on the wall like the art keep talkin’ Watchin’ every move they, just keep on stalkin’ Choppa yellin’ out, like the dog keep barkin’

[Verse: 1kdadonnn]

Okay, Masked up just like Halloween Fatale with the hoe, ‘cause I’m tryna bake her spleen Steady lettin’ off my shots, somethin’ like a vaccine My trap jumpin’ hard as hell, it’s like a trampoline My Asian shooter ball like Johnny Lynn My thick Latina crazy, askin’ where the hell I been Adventure Time with the stick, I’m stayin’ with my Finn Out the black truck, all you know is spin, spin, spin Diamonds dancin’ on my wrist, faucet failure with all my drip Slowly smokin’ out the zip I tell a lil bitch this a strip (What?) You know what I do, I beat her down then I tell her dip You know what I do, I beat her down then I fuckin dip I spent two hundred racks for the bulletproof Designer on my garments, yeah I like the Christian Lou I wipe his nose with the AP, he got the flu 21, I’m so savage, you get hit up with the rue

05 / Communion

Communion

[Verse]

How could a bunch of hillbillies possibly buy a mansion like this? We’re part of a community so we just wanna be a focal point to help heal Hell no it ain’t it, it ain’t it ‘til I say it’s it dammit

06 / Closer

Closer

[Verse]

Deputy got shot, I ain’t shoot no sheriff (I Shot ‘em) Got the wealth I cherish, shoot the shit in Paris Treachery I don’t know what’s next for me (Where we goin’) See the beauty even when the snakes is next to me Dodge death in this shi, but I guess the reaper ain’t want smoke Preachin’ messages unprovoked Hide the secrets, mind your business Blindness seepin’, time is tickin’ Mind your manners, wouldn’t wanna catch the chrome Can’t pick up the phone Found the answer I can’t give it to you Guide you to the river, I can’t lead it through you Bleedin’ patterns leadin’ sorry reputations Like better pass the leader, you can’t lead a nation 13 states and it’s all built on blood Enough of all da hatin’ G, it’s time for some love But fuck a rapper who don’t know they roots I’m tryna live my truth Margiela on hangin’ out the Rolls roof ‘Rari for the Sunday drive Waitin’ for the sun go bye You ain’t been to hell Ain’t even never been in there F40 inter’ leather in ner Water out da well Choppa bang like J Dill Clips ‘n’ shells Wearin’ fightin’ shoes Henny over icicles Ain’t even nice to fools I just like to groove

07 / Real to Me

Real to Me

[Verse: Dei Scripture]

Blackin’ out them trucks, givin’ hollows, not no fucks Kimba .45, keep it with me, always tucked ‘Less it’s out the states, either way, we gettin’ pape When I say I’m on a mission, best believe I’m gon’ be great Masked up like the MF, I keep a Russian K Success a one way street, ain’t no drivin’ next to me Beats up on my mind like some headphones Can’t waste my damn time singin’ dead tones Traction off the whip ‘til the red zones Supercharge the ‘vette, ain’t no tellin’ where I’m next Ain’t givin’ out no checks, goin’ get up out the whip Milishia in them jets, roll a fifth up in Brazil We stay fresh for real, hella diamonds on my grills Southern ballin’ ATL, but we bumpin’ trill Stay up out the way if you ain’t makin’ me a mill’ You’s a sorry motherfucker, I’d hate to have to kill That bullshit I told you ‘bout, they ain’t listen still Swervin’ wit the wheel ‘n’ I’m shiftin’ with the steel Youn’t deserve the wealth I built, buy a Trackhawk in a year

[Verse: 1kdadonnn]

Get a trackhawk in a year Purple color cup, but I don’t sip no beer Gettin’ top, shiftin’ gears Raybans got me seein’ clear Bust down carti’ on the wrist Steady holdin’ up a fist Watch yourself by the abyss Because ignorance is bliss I went too bloody on the kicks Maison Miharas and some shit Plus I’m blowin’ like a nic That’s how Jaylen ass got hit Pourin’ racks that’s my disorder This yoppa gon’ be my reinforcer When she talk I just ignore her Brick up the Trackhawk like rich quarters Skiin’ up for the mission, when I catch ‘em ain’t no missin’, hot shit, he gon’ feel it Like

08 / I Ain’t

I Ain’t

[Intro: Dei Scripture]

Gettin’ hella racks now my cash keep stretchin’ I ain’t get no sleep because I’m steady livin’ Mind on a million but we stay task driven Racks stay hidden but we pilin’ to the ceilin’

[Chorus]

Chrome Heart glasses on me let me see da vision Stone cold stare they would never know what hit ‘em I ain’t playin’ fair, yeah my shootas gon’ and get ‘em I ain’t playin’ fair baby what you thought this is I ain’t left a clue I ain’t leavin’ witnesses

[Verse: Dei Scripture]

Rockin’ Christian Lou, keep designer on my twin Draco out the top, whip the bucket get to spin I Remember how they did me, I ain’t never gon’ forgive (‘til the day I die) Remember what they did to me Friend of me turn enemy Know they finna envy me When I’m at the top Can’t get no picture with me See me onna block Quit actin’ like you missin’ Get my crew n get to moppin’ Bitches see us get to flockin’ Like a fence I’ma shock ‘em If they hatin’ I’ma block ‘em (Block that hoe) Tryna get rich fuck a quick flip (Fuck that) I ain’t signin’ deals I’ma get a hundred mill’ We some tigers in that field gon’ strike quick (Gotcha ass) Diamonds on my grills with a nice check (Rackin’ up rackin’ up)

[Chorus]

Chrome Heart glasses on me let me see da vision Stone cold stare they would never know what hit ‘em I ain’t playin’ fair, yeah my shootas gon’ and get ‘em I ain’t playin’ fair baby what you thought this is I ain’t left a clue I ain’t leavin’ witnesses (Forget about it)

[Verse: 1kdadonnn]

Nah I ain’t forgettin’ about shit Down bad, I ain’t have a pot to piss But now they got they hands out, they sayin’ that I’m lit But I ain’t forget about shit Did it all, they forget about me I seen you turn your back I know you hear my plea Ain’t no love for a thug All eyes on me, kickin’ shit (Where you at?) But I need my Milk Marie They supposed to be my blood, steady askin’ where the love Got me questionin’ the hugs, got me turnin’ to the drugs Got me prayin’ to the lord (Like God please) Please don’t forget about me I had watched the rain subside ball without ‘em watch me shine I was stressin’ ‘bout the time Now it’s my time (Now’s my time) God ain’t forget about me

09 / Grace

Grace

[Verse: Dei Scripture & 1kdadonnn]

Slidin in that Bent’ without no traction I was tryna ball out, I ain’t have shit but a mattress Okay, some of these niggas, yeah they pray they catch me lackin’ My pockets on bloat, yuh, because I’m steady rackin’ Stackin’ dividends Tryna rock out with my twin Glock 19, this a gen, prayin’ for the day I win Hatin’ on me you look like a damn fan Pull my glock out we gon’ spin Mud in my cup, steady sippin’ on ten Puttin’ my racks all in my Benz With the greats, they knew that I was in Youn’t know me, please do not call me your friend Fuck losin’ your life over pussy, show a band He was just mad ‘cause his lil bitch is a fan A hundred racks on a jet, I touch down and I land Famous dexin’ my red bottoms, you just get Japan’ed This shit get real, makin’ ends Shi get real, makin’ ends Lifestyle is so real, I could never pretend My lifestyle is so real, they just followin’ trends We stayin’ trill til it end Blowin’ zips up in a Benz Play with me ‘n’ hit you with a stend Can’t forget the dough, he a breeze, he get smoked They dependin’ on me, I could never go broke Can’t believe a word they say If you ain’t about that pape, get the fuck up out my face Never givin’ out no passes, barely givin’ out some grace Draco hittin’ out so loud, rock this shit right out the place They already know this shit a race Back up off, get off my case That’s my spade, twin my ace Crack that bitch just like a vase I was lost, but I caught that ball I ain’t gon’ stop, ‘til I get that call That all the ones that did me wrong Gon’ see me at the top, right until I fuckin’ fall Fourth quarter ball hard like John Wall These fakers be so fuckin’ drawn The pressure ain’t nun, yeah I gotta stand tall No legs for the bag, yeah I’m gon’ crawl He ain’t want smoke, ‘cause he did me wrong Weed make me choke, ‘cause I hit that bong They ain’t wanna listen when we made that song Za make me feel just like Armstrong Inhalin’ opp pack in my lungs Tell her “don’t use teeth, bitch use your tongue” Cookin’ up heat when I wrote them rhymes Paid that price, know I spoke my mind New date on the opps, they ass expired I’m the blunt with the booth, ‘cause this shit fire