Limbo Songtext
(Statik Selektah) (Inhale)
Yeah
Y'all know what it is when me and Statik link (Inhale)
I gotta talk to y’all
Yeah, yeah
Tryna ball and evolve, can I do both at once?
Spent time with myself 'cause we not close enough
I'm tryna open up and reach a new height
Shoes that I’ve been walking in are too tight
Yeah
Y'all know what it is when me and Statik link (Inhale)
I gotta talk to y’all
Yeah, yeah
Tryna ball and evolve, can I do both at once?
Spent time with myself 'cause we not close enough
I'm tryna open up and reach a new height
Shoes that I’ve been walking in are too tight
Y'all don't pay my light bill, I don't care if I shine too bright
This beat sounds like an afternoon flight, sparkling water
I jumped off the cliff with my doubts and now I'm falling in dollars
To my mom and her daughter, and to professional shoppers
I didn't make the NBA but I still became a baller
Bitches holler dawg, that's just what they do
I came through the game to show them that it's fuck what they knew
Planted the seeds ’til the trees were obstructing my view
I had a choice to either grow or destroy what I grew
I had to elevate, expand, investigate who I am
I just spent a quarter mill and seven days on the fam
Heaven stays in my hands, hell awaits for the man
Who cannot discipline himself, he’s just a slave to the man
Made by the weaker version of him, fuck 'em if they don’t understand
Used to try to do it all, perpetuating the brand
'Til I realized I'm a boss, I delegate and command
Won't hesitate if they can, demonstrate that they can
Tryna fly as high as Elvis, that’ll be grace when I land
'Cause everybody comes down
I just don't wanna shake, rattle and roll A little less conversation from fake people and hoes
Say no more often, that's on my to-do list
My rider is full of Pellegrino's and mint toothpicks
Looking at y'all's lists like "Who approved this?"
I went where they said you couldn't go and left shoe prints
Like C.S. Lewis, I wrote about fantasy
I was the bad apple and the lemon of my family tree
Now I'm in Miami Beach with Scott Storch and Timbo
This is where the bar's at, everyone's doing limbo
Pssh, everyone's doing limbo, for real
(Inhale)
Limbo, for real
Everyone's doing limbo
Everyone's doing limbo, for real
This beat sounds like an afternoon flight, sparkling water
I jumped off the cliff with my doubts and now I'm falling in dollars
To my mom and her daughter, and to professional shoppers
I didn't make the NBA but I still became a baller
Bitches holler dawg, that's just what they do
I came through the game to show them that it's fuck what they knew
Planted the seeds ’til the trees were obstructing my view
I had a choice to either grow or destroy what I grew
I had to elevate, expand, investigate who I am
I just spent a quarter mill and seven days on the fam
Heaven stays in my hands, hell awaits for the man
Who cannot discipline himself, he’s just a slave to the man
Made by the weaker version of him, fuck 'em if they don’t understand
Used to try to do it all, perpetuating the brand
'Til I realized I'm a boss, I delegate and command
Won't hesitate if they can, demonstrate that they can
Tryna fly as high as Elvis, that’ll be grace when I land
'Cause everybody comes down
I just don't wanna shake, rattle and roll A little less conversation from fake people and hoes
Say no more often, that's on my to-do list
My rider is full of Pellegrino's and mint toothpicks
Looking at y'all's lists like "Who approved this?"
I went where they said you couldn't go and left shoe prints
Like C.S. Lewis, I wrote about fantasy
I was the bad apple and the lemon of my family tree
Now I'm in Miami Beach with Scott Storch and Timbo
This is where the bar's at, everyone's doing limbo
Pssh, everyone's doing limbo, for real
(Inhale)
Limbo, for real
Everyone's doing limbo
Everyone's doing limbo, for real
