Akajou Clean Sweep
Toes down nigga, all ten! Tuh!
I just wanna see my mama win!
Yeah
Workin hard to see my mama grin
I feel a clean sweep and it's blowin in the wind
Yeah
David Emory World on my pin
Tryna make it
But my patience gettin hella thin
I roll and bake it
When I notice that I'm feelin grim
I got a light
And they wonder how it's never dim
Yeah
Not the type to do it on a whim!
I map it out, So that I don't end right where I begin
I take my time, Cos most solutions I can find within
I'm slowin down, Becoz I need to be a better friend
Yeah
And so I like to mix the juice wit gin
And loosen up
So that I don't hit the looney bin
Yeah
I bounce back, take it on the chin
And tighten up, So that I can get these looney endz
Yeah, I'm just tryna get a clean sweep
Need a mean streak
So I'm flowin on this beat
Yeah
Know that I still haven't hit my peak
I know it's in my reach
I can feel it in the streets
Yeah
I'm movin round, I can't take a seat
I got a heap, I'm rearranging, gotta make it neat
Da Ice Man, I cool it down when I feel the heat
I go the long way, cos I wasn't raised to cheat
Yeah
I take the gritty and I make it sweet
I love the city and without it wouldn't feel complete
Yeah
I need bread, and I ain't talkin wheat
The game dead, feel like talent is so obsolete
Tuh
I'm out here starving, but I'm tryin to eat
Stay in my lane, but not in vain, AK don't compete
I'm in the kitchen whippin up, serve it like a treat
My dad gone, so for me it's kinda bittersweet
Yeah
I said for me it's kinda bittersweet
I need a break, still waitin for a window seat
It's time to rise, I gotta fly like a parakeet
I laid foundations, now it's time to lay the concrete
Yeah, I'm just tryna get a clean sweep
Need a mean streak
So I'm flowin on this beat
Yeah
Know that I still haven't hit my peak
I know it's in my reach
I can feel it in the streets
Yeah
So here I am, I give it everything
First draft, AK never been the second string
I'm growin up and I'm movin onto better things
I got direction and im no longer settling
Yeah
I seek protection when I'm feelin doubt
I need answers, tryin figure what this shit's about
I need freedom so that I can go and venture out
For intellect sometimes I like to grill a piece of trout
Yeah
I can't get lost on the paper route
They say I got what it takes to make a breakout
I do it all so I ain't got no issue standin out
I chase the dream , I ain't got no time to chase clout
Yeah
A clean sweep with a cashout
I'm talkin 3 stories, and that's just the stash house
And in a cul-de-sac just like my Dad's house
I go the long way, I ain't got my hand out
Yeah, I'm just tryna get a clean sweep
Need a mean streak
So I'm flowin on this beat
Yeah
Know that I still haven't hit my peak
I know it's in my reach
I can feel it in the streets
