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SWEENEY – THE ATHLETE

Good vibe by SWEENEY.

LYRICS:
I was born giving two cold shoulders
The goal been the gold since go till it’s over
Odes to the soul only cold when I’m sober
So over the lows where I leap in my loafers
I been feelin relaxed even under pressure
Look at how I lean back neck dangle treasure
Pirate for them greenbacks better go protect em
Cause every time I see cash fill me with aggression
I might need another session with my old therapist
I been feeling guilty bout all the cats I’m embarrassing
Walking round my city with a shitty air of arrogance
People lookin at me like who let you out your lair again
This shits a passion ain’t nobody that could break it
Ain’t it funny that this scummy boy made it
But this whole damn time that ya boy on ya mind only thing that I’m doings money makin

Can’t play catch up when I’m fueled up by my spirit walk
I drink my spirits then I go and let the spirits talk
Once I hear it ain’t no peer out there that match me
I run the tracks like a different kinda athlete x2

I Hack saw the roof
Now everybody always see the loot
All this treasure that I’m taking got em shakin in they boots
Been a minute since I really got to drillin in the booth
But now I’m feelin like I’m tryna pick rapper out the tooth
I been munching munching
Ain’t no frontin frontin
I can snack on a rapper like that ain’t nothin
See I’m back feelin dapper man ain’t that something
Bringing facts to the matter of the tracks we bumpin
Got a bit money fuck the fame
Hit the flow switch in own damn lane
no holds bar can’t nobody tame
Ya boy go hard till there’s no more game
I got something better than the medicine they Sellin
The best kept secret that everybody’s tellin
You best believe it nothin bout it a joke
I could fall off the deep end still give em the smoke

Can’t play catch up when I’m fueled up by my spirit walk
I drink my spirits then I go and let the spirits talk
Once I hear it ain’t no peer out there that match me
I run the tracks like a different kinda athlete x2

This ain’t apprehension
Calculated moves that I never need to mention
Paid my own dues down to the addendums
Nuts and bolts loose better get to the wrenchin
Play em like a fool from the loser convention
Everybody knew that this dude was gonna lose it
Tell the damn truth ever since I got the fuse lit
I been out for blood best be careful with your movement
Catch me on a bad day leave em lookin foolish
Spark a philly though really I’m the billy goat
Get the fuck from round me if you think not don’t be silly hoe
All this ice around me got me lookin like I’m really cold
Everyone astounded I be bounding while they really slow

Fuck the lames all the same
I’m just tryna sit and grip grain x4