Best Interest

Lyrics for Best Interest

What if I where you been damn your houses mmm (?) Baby are you hurt (?) I said, "It's in your best interest if you just lay low" No reason to get tangled And it's just some things, you gotta stay ten toes Some things you state, ha It's in your best interest if you just say no Trust me, when it's that simple Let you know it's some things you must stand for There's some things that you- it's in your- It's in your best interest if you ride all tinted We don't need anymore eyeballs, nigga And especially if you go five fifty Especially if you go fi- It's in my- it's in my best interest if I'm by my niggas See mе? Imma mind my business Unless you add another zеro 'cause that's not my digits Those are not my digits It's in your my best interest if you go white tee Make a little smirk or the one-side cheat Keep writing on your phone so you just might see Check my intake 'cause I know my genes It's in my best interest if it's all on me At least I can count on my own two feet Man, it's not my first time (?) heartbeat Man, it's so I—it's in your best interest if you keep shit close They be on some weirdo shit What, you want a front-row seat? They like, "Nigga, where you been? Damn nigga, how is shit? Nigga, how it look like wha-?" I try to tell them, "don't go wasting your oxygen" And if you go tint, bro, go five percent I mean, half of these niggas, just gon' to politic Don't need no more odds in your pockets, man You don't need a jubilee; I know watches, man I mean, this came with the shit to my defense And the links with the bezel, they just compliment So can you blame a minute, nigga? I mean, not one bit You'd think half of this shit just be common sense Now every little step, gotta document I mean, it's like these niggas wanna be a walking lick I mean, it's like these niggas wanna be; I tried to tell them That it's all a feeling Would you trust that nigga as you co-defendant? I know some of these questions even over-specific Would you hold that nigga? Did you five percent it? We don't need anymore eyeballs; see, look You can't see into my car If I'm being too discreet, what is my fault? We will take a few pupils Let me put on you on game; this is crucial Man you don't got everything on that Google Don't get it lost in the sauce, kid It's in your best interest if you lock in They be on some weird shit, baby, clock in We don't need anymore eyeballs; see, look You can't see into my car They want a front-row seat but they don't know They be on some weirdo shit And they need to get high percent What it look like whaaaa (billy woods) Who wants to know? Trust roughly far as I can throw Living in the dustbowl Once trusted the road Many such blow dust off the tomb Rust creep off the throne I came up off paging the payphone I suppose, I suppose a fool's gold I suppose, she ain't wanna let go till the moon rose Is it warm or is it cold? Is there room on the boat for us both? Is it fire or is it just smoke? Will I know when it's the end of the road? Will I know it when it's the end of the rope? I sit alone, alone with our ghosts Charcoal pencil instrumental Barcode everything they sent you God knows Charcoal pencil, sketch the bones Whoever sent you, tell them I said, "who wants to know?" (?) They want a front-row seat (?) Front-row seat