Stiff Arm

[Verse: Mick Jenkins] I keep trippin' over these flows I keep a stiff arm, he too close Swiss army knife I keep like seven different type of bros At least two keep a pole At least three from the streets I know five live by the code, uh Savages in the fold, uh Halogens on bright, y'all know that's why I'm heavy with the smoke, huh Grind heavy, Tony Hawk Hands on, do it manual More Rodney Mullen my walk, huh Kick push all the hoes No fiascos, I'm Spock No tobacco, just weed Too much tabasco, I'm hot This shit is Hasbro, all games I can not dap up no opps I keep a stiff arm, don't tweak I hit the Heisman on beat, hmm [Chorus: Mick Jenkins] I keep rollin' up, I just smoked Fact is some niggas just weeds Fact is some niggas gon' grow Fact is some you don't need I keep a stiff arm, he too closе Too many hands on these blunts, too many Too many words left unsaid Too many timеs left on read Too many times watch you front, too many Too many hands on this blunt [Bridge: Mick Jenkins] Huh, there's too many people I don't know There's too many hands in my face and my pockets Shit gets out of pocket, you gotta watch it You gon' learn this shit If I only had my left eye I might burn this shit I digress it's only sage and this is burning shit Modest furnishing There's too many heads in this bitch, boy [Chorus: Mick Jenkins] There's too many hands on this blunt, too many Too many hands on this blunt, too many I keep a stiff arm he too close I keep a swiss army knife, too (I keep a stiff arm he too close) (I keep a swiss army knife, too) [Outro: Ayinde Cartman] A few thousand pounds of what the fuck now Y'all scared we gon' pick up the pace, and trample our way out Y'all gon' make us pop the trunk and trumpet a whole town Unstoppable together, so we plucked from the crowd The hot topic tossed around that no one talks about A ten-feet-tall issue in plain view Our existence is the elephant in every boardroom How we larger than life and lurking in the shadow? How the lion the king when I could slap him with my nose? Take our plant-based for weakness, stay praying on our soul Bring up what y'all did to us, and now the schools uncomfortable Y'all can ban critical race theory, but it's the bedrock of your homes We easier to muzzle when we made to feel alone A huge burden when you way too much Thick skin, with a sensitive touch Can't shrink, don't mean it, don't hurt, enormity Is a gift and a curse We gon' wait for recognition, or flip the conference table first? Their fear or ours? Ain't no tellin' what's worse