Lady In Lace by Zae The Philosopher Lyrics
[Chorus 1: Zae The Philosopher]
I'm back on my bullshit baby, ayy
Ease up don't freeze up, ayy
Hennessy in my cup, ayy
French kiss no hug, ayy
Can't be here too long
Bring your beer along
Turn to the stu to a club, ayy
I know the crowd could get rough, ayy
Left Field sound getting love
[Verse 1: Zae The Philosopher]
Not many believe in me (Nah!)
I just prove them wrong
If I don't I don't know 'cause I will
R.I.P. Michael and shout out to Will
Got me off of them pills
I was stuck on that hill, no king
No food in my stomach I still pour lean
Had to sell niggas 'tussin kept the real codeine
Had momma dukes fussing
How the hell she seen that?
I'm so fucking focused (Focused)
Man shout out to Solis
This music my soul in
I know it sounds bogus
I hope that you notice
My mind is too open
I'm thinking too much
It's hard not to hope when your pockets so broke
And you sleep on the floor 'cause you grew out your home
Make me want to go home
I could never go home
[Chorus 2: Zae The Philosopher]
Baby, you can see it on my face
I done seen better days
Than the ones I been living lately
Ease up the pace and just go our separate ways
'Cause we know that we need it baby
[Chorus 1: Zae The Philosopher]
Yuh, ease up don't freeze up (Don't freeze up!)
Hennessy in my cup (My cup!)
French kiss no hug (No hug!)
Can't be here too long
Bring your friends along
Damn I might fall in love, ayy (In love!)
Know the crowd could get rough (Get rough)
Left Field sound getting love (Getting love)
[Verse 2: Blue November]
I'm choking on potent
Geo be the loc and we thug'n downtown
And we pressing these niggas they fold up in seconds
Your bitch in a robe like a reverend, uh
Got a gang of motherfuckers when I step in, uh
Not a slave paint wave independent, uh
If I see you dissing I'm poppin' off like a missile
Turn your head to brittle
The Betty inside the pickle
Like done with the fake shit
Stop asking for them favors
Just come at me with work
We both done been in dirt, hurt
Flirt with the clerk, nah
Flirting with my girl 'cause the ring is on her
And I told you
[Chorus 2: Zae The Philosopher]
Baby, you can see it on my face
I done seen better days
Than the ones I been living lately
Ease up the pace and just go our separate ways
'Cause we know that we need it baby
[Chorus 1: Zae The Philosopher]
Back on my bullshit baby
Ease up don't freeze up, ayy
Hennessy in my cup, ayy
French kiss no hug, ayy
Can't be here too long
Bring your beer along
Turn to the stu to a club, ayy
Know the crowd could get rough, ayy
Left Field sound getting love
I'm back on my bullshit baby, ayy
Ease up don't freeze up, ayy
Hennessy in my cup, ayy
French kiss no hug, ayy
Can't be here too long
Bring your beer along
Turn to the stu to a club, ayy
I know the crowd could get rough, ayy
Left Field sound getting love
[Verse 1: Zae The Philosopher]
Not many believe in me (Nah!)
I just prove them wrong
If I don't I don't know 'cause I will
R.I.P. Michael and shout out to Will
Got me off of them pills
I was stuck on that hill, no king
No food in my stomach I still pour lean
Had to sell niggas 'tussin kept the real codeine
Had momma dukes fussing
How the hell she seen that?
I'm so fucking focused (Focused)
Man shout out to Solis
This music my soul in
I know it sounds bogus
I hope that you notice
My mind is too open
I'm thinking too much
It's hard not to hope when your pockets so broke
And you sleep on the floor 'cause you grew out your home
Make me want to go home
I could never go home
[Chorus 2: Zae The Philosopher]
Baby, you can see it on my face
I done seen better days
Than the ones I been living lately
Ease up the pace and just go our separate ways
'Cause we know that we need it baby
[Chorus 1: Zae The Philosopher]
Yuh, ease up don't freeze up (Don't freeze up!)
Hennessy in my cup (My cup!)
French kiss no hug (No hug!)
Can't be here too long
Bring your friends along
Damn I might fall in love, ayy (In love!)
Know the crowd could get rough (Get rough)
Left Field sound getting love (Getting love)
[Verse 2: Blue November]
I'm choking on potent
Geo be the loc and we thug'n downtown
And we pressing these niggas they fold up in seconds
Your bitch in a robe like a reverend, uh
Got a gang of motherfuckers when I step in, uh
Not a slave paint wave independent, uh
If I see you dissing I'm poppin' off like a missile
Turn your head to brittle
The Betty inside the pickle
Like done with the fake shit
Stop asking for them favors
Just come at me with work
We both done been in dirt, hurt
Flirt with the clerk, nah
Flirting with my girl 'cause the ring is on her
And I told you
[Chorus 2: Zae The Philosopher]
Baby, you can see it on my face
I done seen better days
Than the ones I been living lately
Ease up the pace and just go our separate ways
'Cause we know that we need it baby
[Chorus 1: Zae The Philosopher]
Back on my bullshit baby
Ease up don't freeze up, ayy
Hennessy in my cup, ayy
French kiss no hug, ayy
Can't be here too long
Bring your beer along
Turn to the stu to a club, ayy
Know the crowd could get rough, ayy
Left Field sound getting love