Johnny Danger - Wonderlust Lyrics

All the knowledge that I get, I owe it to my OG's
And I put that on my dawgs, cause they the ones that know me
All this pressure in my presence, you can't help but blow trees
Don't feel a threat when niggas chattin', you gone have to show me
I pour the Crown up in my cup & I'm gone sip it slowly
I put that crown up on my head, respect the ones before me
You got stepped over like Ty Lue, how you gone try to coach me
I coach them shooters like Ty Lue, so please do not approach me

Ain't no mistaken or debating, we be faded OD
Ain't got no patience for the fakeness, they be hatin' on me
And my lil babies, they so crazy, they get naked for me
One Jamaican, cause my taste is never basic homie
The other Blasian, ass is crazy, I passed her to my homie
Don't fw bitches that be taken, but she was all up on me
I got behind it, started grindin', sound like macaroni
I'm like the Mac, I take'em down and then I leav'em lonely
I got'em mad, I'm on they ass, I know they gone respect me
I'm Keldon Johnson with this shit, that mean you cannot check me
They hated that I'm solid but I know they gone accept it
I know peep but all that sleep is for the narcoleptic

All these thoughts ease my mind
I'm in wonderlust
Done took some losses on my own
Now watch me run it up
I see they wanna be apart
But you ain't one of us
I sit back and close my eyes
I'm in wonderlust
Sittin' in Impalas countin my dollars
Playing old school
I hold down for my brothers
Won't break no rules
She speak her mind
And I love her cause she so rude
Just hold me down and don't compare me to no old dudes

Kickin' shit off in my loft
Playing Sade
Elevating
And my greatness make my mind race
You can have it all, it's all about yo mindstate
How tf they kill a real one who defined GREAT (RIP Hussle)
Been off Bel Air right out the bottle for 3 weekends straight
Meetings with my team
This year we in a different space
If I can't trust'em
Then it's fuck'em
I'm tryna win the race
Partnerships, or on our own
When decisions made
They say no smokin' in this telly
We blazin' any place
Keep that money from your deal
And watch me do my thang
We at the Beacon after shows
Damn this suite nice
Like Zack and Cody
Bitch I'm rollin'
This the suite life

I been in it for a while so I should spazz
Guess it's time to show these niggas what I'm good at
I got bad & Boujee bitch, and some hood rats
I'm in the hood, with some OG's, where I'm good it
Hit the wood, she gone ask me where the wood at
Niggas can't tell me shit with they "should" ass
Keep ya eye on ya bitch cause I could smash
Keep my eye on ya shit, cause I could snatch
I'm never forcing these relations
Or these weird daps
And all this bullshit navigation
And these weird maps
Never slippin', just persistent
This that pure rap
My consistence far from fiction
This is pure facts