Letra de exhaust - Earl Sweatshirt

Take two

Worked harder than a bitch

Operating the tight shift, God steering the ship

The wheel in the Vise-Grip, slave to the vices

Stay sipping, I don't got all day to play with you

The fake shit don't surprise me

Things change, so a nigga stayed improvising

Risk-take 'cause look at all the places that it got me

Save it, no thanks, you can't make me no promise

We went our own ways, I still think of you highly

Give my baby my daddy last name and his likeness

Taking the signs in, facing the fire

Change of surroundings

Kings of the county, angels around me

Sailed in on lightning

Prepare for the fight, go to church if you scared or you frightened

Worked harder than a bitch

Operating the tight shift, God steering the ship

My will in a Vise-Grip, scaling and climbing

They pale in comparison and slimy

I pray they know better than to try me

I stay with the veteran advisors

I paid every time I wasn't righteous

I'm checking all the boxes

I made every effort, then I laced up my creps and kept it rocking

I can't see no other option

Hold rank, tank engine on the 110 southbound growling

You love stank bitches, that's your fucking problem, sergeant

At Marathon standing on the couches, singing loud

Lining silver on the nimbus cloud, I get it now (The heart breaks itself)

More power to you, but it's no flowers in your vase (Over and over again until)

No amount of sugar gon' help with the taste (It stays open)

At the end of the day

It's really just you and whatever you think

I'm airmailing you strength

So there you have it

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