Stagnant
Album: Controlled Substance
By: Drank Sinatra
By: Drank Sinatra
Duration
4:30
Genres
Description
Drank Sinatra gives the blue print to self-motivate from adverse situations. Identifying the factors that keep people from progressing in life.
Lyrics
Don’t ever let no pussy Come before your ambitions Cuz if you do you Your whole life You gon regret your decisions Stagnant Don’t let no nigga Talk you out your position Or your dreams’ll die in your sleep Before you realize the vision You might have to hit the floor Before you break through the ceiling But you’ll never accomplish nothing If you get comfortable chilling Stagnant What people say Don’t let it weigh on your feelings Put some effort behind your methods And don’t ever stop building Or be stagnant Watch the people you hang around Instead of talking, just listen If they ain’t movin You ain’t movin Standing right there with em Just Dragging Yo fuckin feet In the presence of friends Who scared to tell yo ass the truth Cuz they don’t want you to win Speak yo life into your future While they’re still at where they’ve been Or remain the character in their memory Thinking they know who you is Always Ready to burn a blunt Until they burn down a bridge While they Clocking your every move Like you’re competing with them And as soon as you reach the rim At the top Of the Cracker Barrel Just Remember the little people Be the ones dragging you backwards Until you’re stagnant And broken into millions of fragments Destined to be forgotten Just Like the rest of the has beens Who always had the potential But didn’t follow their passion If you don’t use it, then you lose it Left to wonder what happened Now you Steady marching in place Cuz you’re too easily distracted Lots of effort with no direction Might just progress you to the madness Of being Stagnant, Stagnant You ain’t no mutha fuckin rapper Man lyrics them ain’t shit Hit this mutha fucking blunt And let’s go fuck wit a bitch You already know the club lit So We can parking lot Pimp I be out there every weekend So nigga don’t even trip If it ain’t poppin, We can dip And head back to the crib My baby mama got the kids So we can post up and chill And do what the fuck we wanna Twist open some Coronas Pull up some instrumentals And freestyle til the morning Man that shit never gets boring Cuz I know you got talent And when you drop your first album I’m a be the first one to have it On my mama I was there when you had first started rapping I had been to the pen twice And you still ain’t made nothing happen You ought to be talking bout trapping Just like everybody else That’s what the hood wanna hear Nigga fuck being yourself You ain’t no Drake or Mos Def I would just spit em some nonsense Plus u got some dope ass beats Bro, All u need is that one hit But you be on that dumb shit Trying to get your point across That’s why you still in the same place Writing raps at yo Patnas house Stagnant
