Rotation Lyrics

Keep this shit in rotation

Big Smoke running to my Destiny

Like I don't know patience

Like I don't where I'm at

Sometimes I feel my soul vacant

Unopened Sake just to celebrate my first Cole placement

Since 2012 I been taking verses and turning them into cold cases

For 10 years I been feeling ima go crazy

Go crazy on a beat but nobody plays it

5 albums in questioning why the fuck I haven't made

I done invested everything,

I think it's time to pay me

I done touched so bread, the big regret is not saving

But everything I touch turns to gold, that shit amazing

Treat this shit like a blunt

Keep it in rotation

Aiming for the attic, coming from the basement

Thinking bout a patek, when this shit drop

It's harder than the pavement

Drop it, on your head you niggas soft

Softer than some babies

Married to the game, so let's talk about arrangements

Cause we not talking when we make it

We just showing diamonds in our teeth,

And our watch faces

Watch faces that look crazy when you talk about your dreams

Men lie, woman lie, smile in your face then stab you in your spleen

Just cause you on to different things

Blind lead the blind

And the blind is never me

I can still see it all, when I close my eyes and sleep

And when yall sleep on the kid

I feel like a baby goat

I switch the flow

I got the juice, with the pulp

Balling on the beat, I should call this pick and roll

But the way I market, I should call it give and go

Because the way I disappear due to my fears of yall not bumping my shit

So keep it rotation, nigga

That was it,

That was the take, Ima keep on going

Gah damn,

Ima try to run this one through

Keep

Okay I'm not done, ima keep going

Im finna pipe it up

Talking shit while I'm balling

Nigga you should mic me up

High key, got keys to the city

Niggas out of touch

You niggas not authentic

How you lose love

How you say all you do is music

When your IG drugs

Niggas say they got potential

But I ain't seeing much

I ain't seeing work

Boy ya trap dead, ya trapped inside

And I still don't see work

How the fuck does that work

Big Smoke, still ahead, mmm

I was moving backwards

Doubled back twice, fell down, and lost the password

And I'll still carry the city, even when my back hurts

If it was you or the money ima pick the cash first

That's what life taught me

You can't depend on niggas who really like talking

Manifestation, Money, Motivation,

Millions, My Mama, Me

The only things I like to have a conversation from nigga

So keep this shit in rotation