Concrete Pavement - Nappy Roots

Stash that in my SnapBack, Grass hat, pass that

We beatin' up the concrete pavement

I said we beatin' up the concrete pavement

I said we beatin' up the concrete pavement

Stash that in my SnapBack, Grass hat, pass that

We beatin' up the concrete pavement

They said we beatin' up the concrete pavement

They said we beatin' up the concrete pavement

I keep trees in my grass roots, humble like my tattoo, I fumbled on a past few,

I’m back with my bad boo

Situations changed it regardless bad news, universal grand fight through it

'cos I have to

Life is full of leather rights I’m wondering if cash rules, my tank is half

empty as I simply drive past fools

Nappy headed while my rooster cap’s backwards and think about you bastards

middle finger towards you assholes, time to whip that lasso, long ranger in the

Rover blowing dossier while I pasco, potato on a sofa, never stop until it’s

over, pop the whop like a soda, drinking vodka by the leader, I’m a leader plus

a mogul

On a mission like I’m frodo, bagging all you bitches

I’m relentless on these vocals plus I’m heartless did I mention act a nigga on

these instrumentals handling my business like I a preacher in the pulpit can I

get a witness ain’t no snitchin' that’s a no no

Even if the popo has you up the creek and is shitty with the robo fast forward

or in slo-mo, I’m chillin' like a hobo cos even when I’m rich ima pretend to be

so broke, getting warmer if it’s global and the world is so cold,

the game is so but this ones for free nigga bow go

This Cadillac pimpin over here no benz or bobo?

Pull the grass from my secret stash and blow it in the oh oh

Stash that in my SnapBack, Grass hat, pass that

We beatin' up the concrete pavement

I said we beatin' up the concrete pavement

I said we beatin' up the concrete pavement

Stash that in my SnapBack, Grass hat, pass that

We beatin' up the concrete pavement

They said we beatin' up the concrete pavement

They said we beatin' up the concrete pavement

I’m on the corner of Edgewood and boulevard what you see in these streets is

like school of hards

I guess I look the part camo’s and cashmere some kinda craft beer new scarf

from last year

I’m old school went from Garciè to optimo’s they hit and dab so stage at

Colorado shows

Blunts in the south vape for my westerners

Hippie gangster come boy black Teslas

We should grow something special up

Good smoke in my lawns 808 in the djoms on the regular couple bad chicks on the

sectional

Life’s a trip and I know one day I’ll pack it up

This ain’t musk this is white amber we in the building you more of a camper

burn it down till I’m wrapped up validated check my stamps bruh

This sweet water got me amped up

Met this bubbled up saucy lip bitch think it’s ragu

Ass when she passed had a brother like that’s who’s?

Couldn’t shake her even

thought I move with the mad juice she wanted my paper I kinda knew the hoe was

bad news, got up went to the bathroom when I came back she had shadoosed stole

my cowboy hat well I guess I brought the grass roots

Cheek to my stache look ass and some wax too I fired up a moon rock,

laughed and got high to Nappy Roots

Stash that in my SnapBack, Grass hat, pass that

We beatin' up the concrete pavement

I said we beatin' up the concrete pavement

I said we beatin' up the concrete pavement

Stash that in my SnapBack, Grass hat, pass that

We beatin' up the concrete pavement

They said we beatin' up the concrete pavement

They said we beatin' up the concrete pavement