Album Name

The Light Pack

Artist

Pusha T, Joey Bada$$

Genre

랩/힙합

Release Date

2020.07.17

Release Agency

Sony Music

Y'all ready y'all ready right
This still got me a lil' confused
you know what I mean
Y'all ready right Yeah
Okay yeah Back up back up
Been in my mind lately hah
been in my mind Yeah
Yeah harder to find lately
Yeah y'all better get ready
Yeah
Wrote this accompanied
by a lil' reefer
My Beats pill speaker Yeah
And my two hundred
milliliter Hennessey
I hit your lil' chica
told that bitch to ven aqui
Then proceed to bend
the knees Yeah
I been a G livin' life the way
I please
Came from the middle of the East
like I'm Lebanese
Bottom line
these MCs lobotomized a
thousand times
If we talkin' 'bout their rhyme
for rhyme Yeah
My stats combined
got stocks and bonds
Multiply my worth ten times
by twenty-nine nigga
I ain't lyin'
I'm already on my seventh figure
But I got other things on my
mind that's much bigger Yeah
Like bein' the voice to this
voiceless generation
And fill the void Right
I can't avoid this temptation
When I exploit I explode off
detonation
Push my buttons and I go off
with no explanation Haha
Been in my mind lately
yeah been in my mind
So harder to find lately
harder to find
You best keep runnin'
the brother on me back
But I just keep comin' Yeah
niggas on the Act'
And they just beef runnin' Push
hit you in them tracks
But it all means nothin' Yeugh
nothin' nothin'
Cold cases
murder niggas on a daily basis
Luminol flow no traces
I am the blacklight
my whole career off of crack right
Olympic divin' in this money
watch me jackknife
My rap life ain't like yours
I'm really goin' home to five
stories and bright walls
Tied James Paytons
he said
he got my one-of-ones waitin'
Why y'all thinkin' James Evans Jr.
Four and a half karats of tumor
At Nick Bhindi like
Slick Rick the Ruler
Say less about your jewelers
You overpaid for it
while bae ignore it
Your shit is just made for TV
thank Draya for it
VIP sections can't be recorded
You might catch a housewife
Where niggas pay 'em like
they weigh and drop it outright
Get your count right
we can talk numbers
Single file
add up my digits
'til next summer niggas
I'm like the Wizard of Oz
on the yellow brick road Right
Ride slow with the iron man
What else
New flows for your dome right
out the fryin' pan Right
Got that free smoke
you inhale through your diaphragm
I'm eatin' now
had to change up my diet plan Yeah
Never lyin' I am lion fang
Comin' for the biggest cats
in the food chain
Kill 'em all
the only thing
left the fools chain
And who to blame
Is it written raps or ancient
artifacts Yeah
And niggas rippin' tracks and
spittin' all the facts
Drippin' out my cardiac
arrest is not needed
to my body flat
Nah killin' shows stackin'
bodybags
Catch you where the zombies at
Underground kings
niggas honor that
My forward-thinkin'
make 'em all rewind it back
Yeah
Way ahead of my time
I surpass niggas
This a daily reminder
that I am that nigga
Badmon ting
Stupid stupid stupid
Been in my mind lately
yeah been in my mind
So harder to find lately
harder to find
You best keep runnin'
the brother on me back
But I just keep comin'
niggas on the Act'
And they just beef runnin'
hit you in them tracks
But it all means nothin'
nothin' nothin'