Aretha

[Intro: Johnny Venus] Yeah Gotta let this shit ride, woo Yeah, yeah Hallelujah [Verse 1: Johnny Venus] "Options" dropped, barely made a sound, damn I guess we let Nas and Cole down Quarter mil' was the bill, toughen your skin up Failure, that's artist development See, God said it was time, "My son, you got to rhyme My son, you got to rise, they got to see you shine" Please don't trouble the waters 'cause that shit is my sign Cancers, I love them girls, Scorpios, I take my time I know you love the vibes, refreshin', don't you lie Put that real shit on tongue, guarantee you gon' get high No, I never sold no dope and commit no robberies But it's funny how them coppers keep comin' after me I tried some LSD, I sipped a little lean, well And you know, we all smoked some weed Right before our eyes, they makin' billions off of green Black folks blowin' smoke and we still ain't feel seen There's people still locked up for life since seventeen They say, "'Lu, I ain't no rapper, so you gotta say it for me I ain't no actor but you gotta tell my story" And all of these feelings you got on your chest You should get it off now 'fore we lay it to rest Or they lay you to rest or whatever is best I done studied the greats so put me to the test I been dealin' with death, I still know that I'm blessed, huh I been travelin' the world, I been sleepin' on jets I been answerin' calls, I been prayin' through texts I been there for my bros when nobody was left, huh I been givin' 'em hope, G-O-D in the flesh See the way that I move, they believe in they steps See the way that I shine, they believe in they self [Break: Doctur Dot] Yup [Verse 2: Doctur Dot] I just be lookin' ahead of me, only concern is the legacy Just a fan of simplicity, that what I bring to the recipe How I don't know shit 'bout gravity? Take off the roof and look right at the galaxy I'm in the cut and I milk it like Anthony Stick to your lies, you don't know how to act with me Music for me therapeutic, it don't free within me, I can't do it Off the block and I'm forever rooted Look in my eyes, you could tell I been through it Feel like the bald-headed Whitney Houston I got a gift and I gotta use it I gotta get it organic, authentic Niggas be boosin', niggas be juicin' My verse is NFT, exclusive Fuck all that kumbaya, cool shit Whip that trick, cookie and loosies My bitch bad, she cook us up Most of these hoes just cute and useless Most of these folks just hate the truth I be outta pocket like kangaroos Wish a nigga would, can't wait to shoot Still fuck 12 and Dylann Roof More verses, less interviews This what I'm addicted to, this all I'm committed to Set my sights on bigger moves, feel like this is middle school Been like this since in the womb, wrapped in my umbilical