Lyric: Synonym by Levi Parker
Synonym
Levi Parker
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Lil mama' told me go and get em, baby I'm getting em'
And y'all ain't know the kid, but I promise he been the one
Don't fit inside no box, why you tryna box me into one?
We are not the same, I will not, be a synonym
I thought I told you
I been out here tryna get it with my own two
Anybody claiming different, doesn't know boo
I hope you didn't buy whatever they sold you
I been on the low, so I won't hold you, but
I think I just found my confidence
Was made for this, well maybe not
Cause 'lotta goofies out here sayin' they was made for this
Tho clearly not
I paid my dues, I prayed to God, like:
"If you don't want me doing this, take it, watch"
And then another door opens, like:
"Son, go ahead and just take it, watch"
Even with cases caught, my God erased the cost
It's so clear I'm in my bag, I should be payin' CÎROC
That's something you can't bottle up, can't put the kid in a cup
We only tryna hit a lick, they tryna hint that's it luck
I'm tired of gettin' no respect, I threw a steak and it stuck
I'm sayin' meet (meat) me in the middle, cause one of us outta touch
And I feel just fine, what's up?
Nah it's a Southwest thing, we tucked
So if you tryna come up with us
I think all of ya'll have slept enough, on the young, buck
Lil mama' told me go and get em, baby I'm getting em'
And y'all ain't know the kid, but I promise he been the one
Don't fit inside no box, why you tryna box me into one?
We are not the same, I will not, be a synonym
I thought I told you
I been out here tryna get it with my own two
Anybody claiming different, doesn't know boo
I hope you didn't buy whatever they sold you
I been on the low, so I won't hold you, but
What's a saint but a sinner, with a pass for the latter (ladder)?
Light barely peekin' thru, your stain glass lookin' dim
Your glass stained from the blizzard
Flippin' bags, stackin' timber
In the great Southwest, tryna manifest a dinner
But we all destined to change
Rap keepin' records of things
My mama done taught me well
God know I'm prepped for game
My baby, she think I'm bad, she see the best in my frame
I knew enough to ring it up, before the preference change
Nah I be playin'
Lil mama' told me go and get em, baby I'm getting em'
And y'all ain't know the kid, but I promise he been the one
Don't fit inside no box, why you tryna box me into one?
We are not the same, I will not, be a synonym
I thought I told you
I been out here tryna get it with my own two
Anybody claiming different, doesn't know boo
I hope you didn't buy whatever they sold you
I been on the low, so I won't hold you, but
And y'all ain't know the kid, but I promise he been the one
Don't fit inside no box, why you tryna box me into one?
We are not the same, I will not, be a synonym
I thought I told you
I been out here tryna get it with my own two
Anybody claiming different, doesn't know boo
I hope you didn't buy whatever they sold you
I been on the low, so I won't hold you, but
I think I just found my confidence
Was made for this, well maybe not
Cause 'lotta goofies out here sayin' they was made for this
Tho clearly not
I paid my dues, I prayed to God, like:
"If you don't want me doing this, take it, watch"
And then another door opens, like:
"Son, go ahead and just take it, watch"
Even with cases caught, my God erased the cost
It's so clear I'm in my bag, I should be payin' CÎROC
That's something you can't bottle up, can't put the kid in a cup
We only tryna hit a lick, they tryna hint that's it luck
I'm tired of gettin' no respect, I threw a steak and it stuck
I'm sayin' meet (meat) me in the middle, cause one of us outta touch
And I feel just fine, what's up?
Nah it's a Southwest thing, we tucked
So if you tryna come up with us
I think all of ya'll have slept enough, on the young, buck
Lil mama' told me go and get em, baby I'm getting em'
And y'all ain't know the kid, but I promise he been the one
Don't fit inside no box, why you tryna box me into one?
We are not the same, I will not, be a synonym
I thought I told you
I been out here tryna get it with my own two
Anybody claiming different, doesn't know boo
I hope you didn't buy whatever they sold you
I been on the low, so I won't hold you, but
What's a saint but a sinner, with a pass for the latter (ladder)?
Light barely peekin' thru, your stain glass lookin' dim
Your glass stained from the blizzard
Flippin' bags, stackin' timber
In the great Southwest, tryna manifest a dinner
But we all destined to change
Rap keepin' records of things
My mama done taught me well
God know I'm prepped for game
My baby, she think I'm bad, she see the best in my frame
I knew enough to ring it up, before the preference change
Nah I be playin'
Lil mama' told me go and get em, baby I'm getting em'
And y'all ain't know the kid, but I promise he been the one
Don't fit inside no box, why you tryna box me into one?
We are not the same, I will not, be a synonym
I thought I told you
I been out here tryna get it with my own two
Anybody claiming different, doesn't know boo
I hope you didn't buy whatever they sold you
I been on the low, so I won't hold you, but
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