Find Me (prod. by Lege Kale) by Khary

published on 2016-03-02T02:54:15Z

Find Me (prod. by Lege Kale) This is a song for anyone who isn't looking for me now. Music Video: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AnoNnJPaLes Produced: @legekale Mixed/Mastered: @MikeIrishMusic Recorded: @ShiftedRecording Lyrics: [Verse 1] I wrote this song For the moment that I'm on When I won't have to say the words Cuz my fans just sing along Kinda crazy we work hard just to be lazy I ate miles just to be Shady Now I'm full got that magic like McGrady I won't have have to go on dates Women wanna fornicate I'm anemic so I gotta eat that pussy like its steak Move bitch get out my way... Like I'm Ludacris Niggas talking bout how they wet but they computer fish What the fuck you want? I got things to do I had dream And a scheme Where I put my momma in a penthouse Need that view Gotta whole team yeah they need that too Need them M's nigga Majin Buu Quit my job, yeah yeah fuck Sue I suggest you take a hike of you cant see all the shit I'm amounting to I'm on top, Rain check y'all like I'm out of stock When your shit drops that is not the case My shit drops like an Otterbox I'm Frodo to these bros Waldo to these hoes So if you think you getting chose? Imma have to let you know (You will not find me) [Chorus] When I was young They told me don't look into the sun You'll go blind Or maybe they were scared I'd find Out that I could run Oxygen inside my lungs In a 3 point stance So when they shoot that fucking gun You will not find me (When my album drops) You will not find me (When I leave the dock) You will not find me (Punching in a clock) You will not find me (When the kicking rocks) You will not find me [Verse 2] In Highschool Wouldn't listen to Lil Wayne, cuz money over bitches just seemed a little profane Till I realized all the girls that I liked were really bitches, so Ever since that moment I've been rapping kinda different Born on the 28th, I'm a libra play it safe, And kill all the competition Make sure no one gets to race Like I said in my other song (Boy) Who the fuck are you? Don't keep pillows on my bed So I don't get too comfortable I don't owe you shit Ain't believe in me Everybody wants you when your gold when your C3P Gotta fight for your right like the Beastie Bs Angel in the dust like PCP Tryna sell out in the MSG Tryna stay away from the MSG Diabetes in my family Gotta live to see a Grammy Tried to shit on me but didn't wash your hands So I ain't taking shit you hand me That's my modus operandi I'm a savage, call me Randy Fill my cup, call me Stanley Due to proper planning (You will not find me)