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Big L.C.T.
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Clear / In the Morning
1 (Big L.C.T.)
I'm really only rapping for the
Fun of it
I know a lawyer that'll sue you
For the fuck of it
I spend a lot of money
Mostly out in public
I got my friends on a label
Covenant
I don't listen to your bullshit
Said I tend to stay above it
She said, 'You're my influence'
But I tend to stay under it
Now I'm somewhere in the clouds
Eyes closed, not functionin'
My bank account doublin'
It's a, late night
And I'm prolly still recordin'
We should grab some food
1 o-clock in the mornin'
So I drive to Lucky Boys
In a new pair of Jordan's.
I always gotta stunt
Life never gets boring
Then I,
Pull over to the side
Look at the trees, how they lit in the night
And I think about life
And how time goes by
See Just yesterday
I was learning how to drive
And now I'm sitting in my room
Writing raps for a living
See, I quit my summer job
Just so I could do this shit
And now I'm thinking back
Did I fuck the decision?
I said we came into the building
With our very own plans
Then our dreams turn to visions
Now we tryna understand why? Why?
It's so blurry, yeah
It's so blurry
I said we came into the building
With our very own plans
Then our dreams turn to visions
Now we tryna understand why? Why?
It's so blurry, I'm just tryna make it clear
No, no
2 (Big L.C.T.)
My mom doesn't appreciate my raps
Except 'September 24th'
A song written by her son
About her dad
But other than that
She thinks
My entire catalogue is wack
It's okay, It prolly is
I could model Abercrombie & Fitch
I'm a chill type of rapper
I don't really fit in
And I roll with the same
You can't fuck with the clique
We met in the hills
And we've been tight ever since
If you talkin' shit about me
They'll be on your back quick
Uh,
Money & bitches
I'm killin' this shit
Like lickety-split
Just look at the flick of the wrist
I'm sick-
Nah, that's lame
We just tryna be original
I'm trapped inside my mind because
The whole world is digital
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Logic said, 'peace, love and positivity'
And they still acting critical
Middle finger up
Why you gotta be so difficult?
Tryna live our dreams
And what it seems to me
Is, you acting like the glass
And you tryna intervene
Keep my vibes good
When you want me to fall
French, girls kissing girls
Said the problem solved
I gotta independent album and designer draws
Big signing off
Word, word
I said we came into the building
With our very own plans
Then our dreams turn to visions
Now we tryna understand why? Why?
It's so blurry, yeah
It's so blurry
I said we came into the building
With our very own plans
Then our dreams turn to visions
Now we tryna understand why? Why?
It's so blurry, I'm just tryna make it clear
No, no
3, (Evince)
Waking up so fresh feeling born again
Counting all my blessings feeling fortunate
Came from my roots and I'm talking about my origin
But now it's time to see a metamorphosis
I got goals I got dreams I got visions
On a mission for my damn ambitions
I don't know what I want, but I know what I've been missing
I've been driven in a prison while I'm told to be efficient
Listen, I don't know if I can fit it
I've been over it division, but right now it's feeling different
I know everything can change in an instant
A boy inside a rapper guess I'm gifted
But still I'm working on some shit that I don't need to
I don't ever waste time cause you never get a re-do
All I need is Ani like I'm Hebrew
Let's go and roll it man I'm done with all the previews
I don't need you
I got options girl
I don't need you
Get it poppin' girl
I don't need you
Ain't no stoppin girl
I don't need you
I swear I don't need you
I'm cubic like rubix 3 powers like cubics
Pussy money weed, no that shit is so foolish
I'm leading a movement and this is my way
Thought I can't do this but I'm here to stay
Man I'm blazing my trail
And I'mma do this shit my way
Hating to fail
But this bass gotta vibrate
I may be nothing more than a primate
I wanna eat, wanna sleep, and never drive straight
So I go swerve swerve on the highway
If you think that shit a bluff come and try me
Yeah, I gotta run away from evil
Yeah, so I be running from my ego
I try to give back to people but they never want a sequel
But I'm living and painting a picture, though I never had a easel
So now all I have is the subject
Couple raps and a hundred dollar budget
They callin' names I say 'fuck it' to the judgement
You can talk to the hand, bet you love it you're a puppet
Yeah
This shit is all me till I die
Or at least 'till the night
Waking up in the morning (ah)
And I'm feeling so right
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