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Boldy James - Conversational Pieces Lyrics

Conversational Pieces Lyrics[Verse 1]
I sold more blow than an air mattress, living my life like it's Fear Factor, stepped on more dope than a StairMaster
Just caught a care package, Phineas in my Moncler jacket, this watch alone cost about a John Deere tractor
Anybody could pull the trigger, play the role of a killer, really, it all boils down to how you gon' feel after
When it's all said and done 'cause God got the last laugh, laugh now, cry later, you gotta feel the rapture
Of being killed or captured, found on the scene, plastered to the soil, lying down in green pastures
'Fore I dropped out, used to have a two-to-six, went to lunch and gym, but used to skip the other three classes
Could make a gun with a 3D printer, elite member, Bentayga GT crasher
Multifaceted, the way I multitask with it, niggas couldn't see me with some 3D glasses

[Chorus]
Chasing money, the drama came with the thieving
I caught two bodies while my baby was teething
My baby mama always said I'm conceited
She finally left me, guess I ain't what she needed
Typing me textbooks, I can't even read 'em
Plug blessed me, we finally made an agreement
I learned it all, the watches, chains, and them leases
Be just a bunch of conversational pieces

[Verse 2]
Hundred thousand on my neck came from tar slicking
Not too easily impressed, never star-stricken
Muffler on the compressor with the hairpin
Never had a hit record or no air spins
Heart aching with revenge, mind full of grief
Never had a major deal, niggas signed to the streets
Grandma praying for my sins, mines getting steep
Clicking over on my other line when it beep
Damn near tore my ACL tryna make it stretch, just another sale to make, another play to catch
Keep a cutter with a drum, in the gutter of the slums, lil' brother on the run from the ATF
All of these chirps and these trees, could damn near make a nest
Always been the quarterback, but we ain't playing catch
I'm meeting with Brew and my lil' brother David West
I tamed the dog, taught it how to sit and make it fetch

[Chorus]
Chasing money, the drama came with the thieving
I caught two bodies while my baby was teething
My baby mama always said I'm conceited
She finally left me, guess I ain't what she needed
Typing me textbooks, I can't even read 'em
Plug blessed me, we finally made an agreement
I learned it all, the watches, chains, and them leases
Be just a bunch of conversational pieces