Tha Divide
pink siifu Lyrics


It's so hard swear to God, it's so hard
Yeah it's so hard

Uh want me to feel good? I just can't
Want me to smoke good? This shit stank, uh
She shake that ass, yeah she gyrate
Want me to take my time, I just can't, uh
With the bombshell like Pearl Harbour
I might get that money before I
Curl up in the coffin
They think I'm rapping but I'm just talking
They think I'm playing Hopscotch
But I'm just chalking, uh
Only fuck with hoes with pretty tit's
I'm smoking green it ain't incubus, uh, yeah

She think she smart but she illiterate
He pop her acne try to blemish him, uh
My name in her mouth
Like synonyms and cinnamon
Can you tell me wherе the kibitz is?
I hear your music and that shit ain't it
Wherе is the feeling is? Tell
Me where the limit is?
Where I'm from, yeah it's cold, frostbit, uh
Little bitch we love, yeah we tossed em, uh
My nigga cut the H on the saucer, uh
That nigga flew in here on a saucer, yeah

Face froze, got your jaw out
Look at this shit, cause and effect
I lost interest soon as you stepped in
I seeded them all, I see how it is
You know what it is
Lotta lights, too many blacks
Treating thoughts like weapons
They sending shots like crack
All profit my dark Lord
Watch where you stepping
I know why I dropped it
Look how they caught me
I know where I left it

He caught war any second, back to back
Hoes stay on the line, pussy a blessing
But I'm all about time
Too often I treat the lessons like
A run through the law
I see the coffin, village to garden
You sound smart but you just talking
Them niggas look, got me flossing
Pour Devil off him
Reading cautious, look how I'm postured
Nigga

Yeah man
I got more grams of gold than green on me
In two days, rolling out a Z
At least, got Z with me, we seeking trees
For every letter
My brethren can count a ring for each
And that's enough for a
Round, ducking the Gao, tuck cheese at feet
I paced the miles through the sober
Rhymes like Viola with her
Face covered in snot
I'm a soldier, was down in 'Nola
I did Essence and showed my family some love
And fave aunty asked my age
"Just checking little one"
Back on vacation after boo had to relearn the
Lesson of love and address how hardpressed

I was for caresses, I wasn't
And so little cousin
If you spin on me looking for your woman
That's a dumb cause for sure
Winded sprinting when you run
180s incomplete, niggas income
In conjunction, creek floss
Teeth glossed from unleavened
And then supper, pray it's not my last
I pop a lozenge cause my voice
Is how I pocket cash
So I can understand where they're
Coming from when talking trash

The left and refuge
Hardly net impressed news i'm a step
Not the best-knitted noose on sketched rules
Top candidate
You planted as a stand-in Lex Luger
Trojan dope and the candles lit, she text
Select Uber let it talk, let her sing
Let her see and let her leave
Text in three months saying "Imma
Keep this message brief"
I'm proud of shawty, she won't
Find a better born, never found me
And for your lovely baby mother
Another round please

Yo, yo, yo yo, could I, should I
Would I save a bitch that never gave me shit?
I didn't make the list, we wait to flip
Fake Kiff, makeshift flavour, the ladle wrist
You K-Swiss
Ain't this lacing the papers bitch
Pay for this, peppering your favourite one
Dub for the masters
Never trailing shit that led to one
She judging me like Mathers
Call me bastard, don't delay the funds
Villains on the run

All my life I wanted to be the one
Dubbed that, surpassed it, everlasting
Been bulletproof since Rugrats
Thug cats that get in they bag
When I say "Fuck that"
I keep my shit in order
But my life wild bugged
Shouts to Sheist bud, smoking
Purple with my dyke, cuz
Peace to lifers, we connected
I had your Netflix my nigga blessed it
Uncle Fester face so make up
Almost got me arrested, tested the jaw
Left it skipping over messages
Only peace if it's dope infested

Yo, yo yeah
Uh you always doing something hot
But I'm lowkey with it
And homie suited for the drop
Love the OE twisted
Bitch caught me soon as shawty popped up
She throw weed dishes, she sporting pasta
From nosebleeds, sitting up on the roster
Born imposters we don't believe
Spitting hours we locked
I'm tripping no vowels at the potluck
Ten thousand hours bruh
Fast as Starks, such Canary armour truck, she
Sponsored marvellously, dairy farms cut
She gon' let me lift my arms
Up and gently palm her dome
Shawty smart, you extra
Chromosome or something, legs ultra long

From my mother home
Gone from my fucking dome
Suckaz mauled at the thought of the onslaught
He's up and blown alarm clock in morn' we on
Performances speedos, SpongeBob dub zeroes
Mi no mas, ma, live from the free throw
Stuff C notes in my pocket
Fabio survives or not
Walking to me? No, it's run
Pulled your card, mobster bully, Cole-sum'n
What up





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@theherbpuffer

This may be the most underground shit I ever heard/seen.

@jaydanharden3023

tru

@carlosalejandrotariche3551

Definitely not the most underground, Mavi's not that obscure

@polywannatoke

lie

@andrewm7317

@@carlosalejandrotariche3551 this is underground music lol, maybe not unknown to people like us who keep up with hip hop like this. but for sure most people dont know who he is

@isaac-yt7it

check out ecko unltd underground tapes

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@teodorbrekke

This line-up is like watching Bulls in the 90’s again, holy shit!

@Prezzihoe

Nawh fr

@amilcarconceicao3155

All we need is Earl Mike and Mach on this

@sbobi4551

@@amilcarconceicao3155 yeah if we talkin about the bulls then earl is jordan lmao

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