Don Q feat. Pusha T – Words Of Wisdom (Lyrics | Video)

Lyrics “Words Of Wisdom” by Don Q feat. Pusha T

Don’t you ever question my greatness
Come see the legacy this legend creating
Testing my patience, your label gon’ have to check for replacements
The Wraith a call away, I bring it out on special occasions
Motha’s onto me

Used to hide my work right next to the vases
Nightmares haunting me
Feeling like the last breath I was taking
God was warning me
Now every morning I’m checking for faces

Now that I get paid to party, I show up and bring my army
Better off safe than sorry, I’m never gonna play Safaree
LA nights boogie had the Lambo, I played the ‘Rari
Selling white and I ain’t tell ’em a word when they came and charged me

I never worked a shift, I got it from the first to fifth
I had to learn the tricks like stuff the bags and burn the tips
Christmas time I couldn’t tell my daughter I ain’t earned a cent
I had to hit the curb and pitch, I leave and I return with gifts

Made decisions to keep my momma with a place to live
And stayed up wishing that she never seen them dinner plates was missing
Where I’m from the young wild n**gas just hate to listen
Cause the old heads before us ain’t show us how to make a difference

I feel upset, my killers check whoever’s sending threats
You still in debt, got pendin’ checks and I ain’t get to spend ’em yet
Nothing in direct, I’m still a living legend in the flesh
I remember deaths I couldn’t cope but dog I’m still a mess

B**ches left and I wish ’em best
I know she feel depressed
You the one it should effect
Your loyalty was just a test
B**ch, Don, b**ch

Back to the future how I hit ’em with the flows
This coop isn’t born, you need nine months to grow
Marty McFly like I’m nineteen years old
I’m Marty McPie sell ’em thousand dollars an O

Yellow gold, keep it classic
Big money been around, push weight Jurassic
Send your b**ch to Aspen for her b-day
Send your younger b**ch to Coachella for bout three days
Same circle pass each other like a relay
You live in, I land on, difference between our PJ’s

N**gas still making albums using label budgets
I get it out the streets before the label touch it
Take two years and tell the label f**k it
My kilos streaming in the streets without a single buzzing

Never wore all saints, retired Balmain
Ball players turn them s**ts into a mall thing
Showroom shopper, the clerk is scrambling
JW Anderson, I’m the mannequin
You highbridge n**gas done made me fans again
And Don Q got y’all panicking

➤ Produced by Rell Ruger
Album: Don Talk
Don Q & Pusha T 2018

Don Q, Don Talk, Pusha T, on music store

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