Stanley Ipkuss - Gppledngr lyrics

[Verse: Stanley Ipkuss] In the back of the club them girls tell me stay off my phone I look back & shrug, lyrics always stay on my dome I just wanna gas until they place me on my throne But for now I'm on that bread mission, cravin' for scones Placed in the matrix alone, steady pacin' for bones Introverted, but wonderin' what it takes to be known While ya'll chasin' Patron I'm just chillin' in my lurk stance Iller when I k** it you can feel it in your first glance In my work pants skatin' down your avenue Drippin' these black mops or makin' a rap or two Or pickin' these padlocks, doin' what we have to do Need some footy but Johnny Cult's posted at Havasu We ain't lackin' tools we got what we need But for some reason peoples feelings get caught in between So it's always back to square one I'm lost in a scene Where I'm forced to think in images, cropping our team Bad to constantly dream time to turn them into actions Trabajando got 'em concerned about our pa**ions Earnin' our pa**es from burnin' & smashin' Postin' flyers of our shows to make sure they crackin' We just askin' for a fraction of the market Buying into lifestyles, stagnant in a tar pit s**ers is targets, I'm chuckin' a hard pitch And at the same time got to stay in touch with these artists Nothin' is harmless that's what I've learned If you think of trust you might as well just asked to get burned In my line of work people forget their past when they turn So I tell 'em it's good to create a path to return, Ipkuss