LVRN Cypher

[Intro: OMB Bloodbath]

I've been searchin' for somethin' that's real

This sound like a Rhondo beat

[Verse 1: OMB Bloodbath]

Ayy, hol' up, plot twist

Niggas stuntin' on the 'Gram, but they ain't got shit

Beast mode, cheat code, no locksmith

Stay up in the hood, whole mouth like hot chips

Pop ceiling, nigga, that's what I'm best at

And I got ****** that'll knock a nigga chest back

I'm a don, you a pawn in a chess match

You like to save hoes, got a S where his chest at

I kill beats, nigga, this a death match

Big Street, had a **** where my desk at

Bet that, nigga, show me where the thread at

Love Renaissance, I'ma show you where the bеst at

I'm a vet', put respect on my pеnmanship

They gon' diss, we gon' **** on some different shit

When we hit this shit while we spinnin' shit

It confuse 'em like back with the six and shit

When we hoppin' out

Know we rockin', it’s poppin' like bottle tops

And I got some top in the drop from a model thot

And I ride with a *****, it is not a prop

They say the block is hot, feelin' like Weezy back

They out here slept on me, really, I needed that

I don't believe in that, spark from a narcoleptic

And I ride for the Ward, and my sword is heavy

And I'm gettin' more paper than Nas on Belly

Ain't room for you niggas, y'all lost already

I know you upset, I know I'm the best

But shit, I prefer for your broad to tell me

When they see us, they panickin'

Diamonds look like the glacier Titanic hit

Niggas talkin' all reckless, we ****** him

I'm exhausted, this drippin' is famishin'

I'm on my bread and my cheese like a sandwich is

And I put Marshall's on like a mannequin

You wanna be with a P but I'm stuck in the street

But I told her I do money management, bitch say I'm scandalous

[Break: NoonieVsEverybody]

I've been searchin' for somethin' that's real

Ayy, look, uh

[Verse 2: NoonieVsEverybody]

I go splash out like Michael

And crash out like Trae

Fuck a lame, don't know what he on

We on that shit today

I come from poverty, she wanna ride on me

Hollow tips prolly go through where he stay

Growin' up, niggas be ruthless, they don't give a fuck

They'll shoot the gun right where you play

Come out the house, you see Rob and Duke

And Monty and Meech posted up where you lay

.40 is functional, he died, only wanted a coupe

That shit still mess with me to this day

Hey, what you say? He play blind just like Ray

I'm on a mission, they play me like crazy

I'll beat your ass, just like Dre, yeah, look, hm

Ain't nothin' like me, they hate me, I'm Noonie

My bro locked up, told me to pursue it

These .45 bullets'll tear up a bully

He prolly hate and he fake

And he said he did something on me, nigga know that he couldn't

Roll up a blunt and I face it

This a Lightyear, get quiet, take off like Woody

Nigga, I keep it in my hoodie

[Break]

I've been searchin' for somethin' that's real

[Verse 3: BRS Kash]

Yeah, these niggas bitches, these niggas hoes

I play with the pussy, don't play with my nose

I got 'em, who cop 'em? Keep watchin' my shows

These niggas be peasants and jackin' for clothes

I gotta watch how I move, huh

Can't slip on banana, got grip on my shoes

I run with the winners so how could I lose?

My partner got killed, left my heart with a bruise

I cannot wait on no nigga

I'm chasin' this paper, I need like eight figures

My neck is on water, could cry you a river

The Rollie two-toned, yeah, it's gold and it's silver

I got no time to be patient

I'm stackin' white faces, how could I be racist?

I like me a foreign, her body built basic

I'm hot, I'm on fire, I'm burnin', I'm blazin', Kash

[Break: WESTSIDE BOOGIE]

I've been searchin' for somethin' that's real

Yo, woah

[Verse 4: WESTSIDE BOOGIE]

Niggas is broke tryna put it together

I know that shit breakin' you up, ugh

Had to alter my thoughts and go marry that money

'Cause that shit get dated as fuck

Maybe I just wanna fuck, or maybe I'm over the sluts

Or maybe I just be a player

Maybe that's somethin' I talk about later

The mind of a nigga got so many layers

Knew I had weight when she noticed me, ugh

Nah, knew I had weight when a homie had picked up a bitch off the strength of him knowin' me, uh

Knew I had weight in this bitch when I broke through the grip of that hand that was holdin' me, woah

Like look at the ratchet I grown to be, uh

I look at my ex, I don't wish her no peace

Pray that bitch ain't gon' ever get over me, hopefully, woah

[Break: WESTSIDE BOOGIE]

I've been searchin' for somethin' that's real

WESTSIDE, stop playin' with me!

Yo, woah, woah, ugh

[Verse 5: WESTSIDE BOOGIE]

I got the homegirl back, ugh

She let me hold five racks, woah

I got the dough right back, ugh

She love to hold my strap, woah

You be takin' off-guard pics in the clubs

You ain't even got no hoes like that, uh

I should prolly talk more shit

When I do, I don't even gotta say, "No cap," ah, shit

We out with the tuggin’

She hate when I touch it we out in the public

Tell me that pussy is out of my budget

But countin' my pockets is counter-productive

Keep hearin' screamin', the sound of my stomach

Tell her, "Be quiet, you shoutin' for nothin'

'Less you can tell me what's louder than money"

She let me hit once then she got with the funnies

Like run me my ends

[Break]

I've been searchin' for somethin' that's real

[Verse 6: 6LACK]

Can't do it quite like this, you like this

Ask why, I just tell 'em I'm passionate

These rap niggas ain't mad enough

R&B niggas ain't sad enough

I'm equipped with a gift, when I speak, I heal

Above it 'cause I love it and it pays my bills

Damn, I got a beautiful mind

Can't parlay with niggas misusin' they time

I done creeped in so smooth

Trimmed up a bar, ProTools

You could see the glow, no jewels

Stick to your bone, soul food

E-A nigga up in Nobu chillin'

Who the last one that you seen with a flow like this?

So cold, woke up and chose violence

Speak down on 'em, it's best you chose silence

Abolish the prize and acknowledge the honest, I promise

[Break: 6LACK]

I've been searchin' for somethin' that's real

I promise, yeah, I promise, yeah, check

[Verse 7: 6LACK]

My bounce-back is real Doja-like

But real, real black like Dolemite

Look, I told 'em once, I told 'em twice

Ignore my words, you know the price

My shoulders froze, they cold as ice

I'm goin' ghost, poltergeist

Feelin' cornered, poke the knife

The Holy Ghost, he goes to cry

Keke, I'm sorry to this man, I do not know that man

Bright nigga, we in dark times

Feel split like apartheid

Wrapped up like I'm part tie

When this shit fall apart, I

Tie lands like I'm part-Thai

You know I do this for my cuz', no cap

Do it for my Bloods like slatt

Do it for my Gs like a stack

What's talent when you still untapped?

Lost in the wild, no map, no map, no map