Bleed - Getter, Name UL

5 PM, we stepping out the door

To the kitchen, super slipping if it’s raw

Dine till you shine or grind

'Cause team hungry eat the beans up off the floor

Esteem from the core, or steam from the kettle

Picking petals till it’s three clovers, slip 'em in the door

I let the system stay persistent, couple inches from the shore

Water through my shoes, so we kick it at the porch

While the stickers in the window of the drop down Porsche

But the only drop top is the bottom of my jaw

Stuck in between a mountain and a fountain

See the youth drown out the shouting with a verse and upward counting

Hungry for the bounty cause the money equals something

Sucker, fucker, motherfucker think he found me

Sun setting on the county, but I’m 05, no type

From a place you’ve never been, so how you gone profile?

Damn, city think I need a cosign

A pity y’all ain’t digging ya boy sitting on a gold mine

So Imma hope the next flight yeah yeah

Go forward 6 months, 2 weeks and 1 night

'Cause at the end of the week the sun still shine

And my mind stays mine for 7 nights, I’m sweet

Shit, so grab a fucking CD

Hit track 3, uh, and let that motherfucker bleed

Wassup