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Scales

by Sarob

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Creating Scales helped me realign my art with my authentic self. Until this record, I felt pressure to create art that fit a persona - a brand that could be marketed. I feared that in order to find success, I should fit within an industry model; however, this led to less honest art. It led to fast food instead of a substantive meal. People deserve more & I deserve to express myself more truthfully.

lyrics

[Intro]
Where we go again?
Where we go again?

Yeah
Yeah

Where we go again?
Where we go again?

A to the L to the I to the…

[Verse I]

Yeah,
I be in the building
Money on Rumpelstiltskin
Grossing like it’s disgusting
Coasting like it ain’t distant
Only moving efficient—ease back, you actin’ different
It’s always an audition
All because the high ambition, folks got low intentions
Money multiply da vision, I don’t know addition
This that sh*t that I been wishin fo’,
Pretty on that centerfold
Fly out, meet with Interscope
ARs got me in the scope—
Ain’t hard when it’s set in stone
Little light, I let it shone
Looking like my pockets growin’
Don’t touch, gotta getcha own
Bout time that I kick the door in—D.C., me and Capone
Can’t tell just where I’m going but I won’t be here for long
But oops I forgot my jimmy
Karma’s out to get me
Henny in my kidneys—shots from all my enemies
Problems come in plenty
‘least I’ma cop mine, gimme
Sucka n*gga don’t offend me
Let the chopper sing

[Hook]

[Verse II]

Yeah,
I can’t even trip when I know that God got me
Book of Life coming in hard copies
The art be coming in short order, a quarter called it a body
I’m cozy than a Cavalli, that sh*t ain’t moving nobody
Dodging blasé, sipping cognac, tripping out
Sitting sideways, playing Steinways, spitting rounds
Heaven knows even when odds are even, I’d never pose
I only flip when I’m penning prose
Depend on deposits pending, that pendulum pivoting, I can bring my bros
Little engine that’s been intended for pinnacles
Bit of penchant for penny-pinching, I’ve been exposed to how them white folks get their money and they keep it close
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Smell of success and scent of attention…
Reminisce on when I’d skip attendance and sit in detention
Keep a list of all the n*ggas switching and wishin’ on vengeance
I got problems with grudges but it keeps me relentless
And that sh*t bugged-out like Buscemi
Flow nice, can’t be friendly
I’ma keep it a Fendi: f*ck you if you ain’t with me
Henny in my kidneys
Fire off on my enemies
Can’t decide how many
Let the chopper sing

Said let the chopper sing

Let the chopper sing
(Oooo-ooo-oooooooo, yeah)

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released October 7, 2019
Track produced by Blueprint, with additional production by Sarob. Recorded and mixed by Chris "D1" Dickerson. Mastered by Jakob Mooney.

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