Listen to Niggardly (Blocked Call) [feat. billy woods & E L U C I D] by Armand Hammer

Niggardly (Blocked Call) [feat. billy woods & E L U C I D]

Armand Hammer

Underground Rap

504 Shazams

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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Armand Hammer
Armand Hammer
Performer
billy woods
billy woods
Rap
E L U C I D
E L U C I D
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
billy woods
billy woods
Songwriter
E L U C I D
E L U C I D
Songwriter
August Fanon
August Fanon
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
August Fanon
August Fanon
Producer
Willie Green
Willie Green
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Whatever happened to not caring? Just not caring 30 missed calls 60-minute sprawl Line stepper holding long shadow Duck and parry Shouldn't be this hard We're not splitting atoms String sounds can make people turn another way, today Laid a feather on a scale and ripped my heart out Weigh it up LED numeric trigger, sucking air out of my lungs quicker Blocked call, voicemail still hit ya Like building walls And throwing dead pigeons over I need a bigger ladder and a blowgun for the floaters On Tuesday at wobbly, Carson Village vanguard, Monday From Tuesday, Sonny Rollins Admittedly niggardly I won't even give these niggas bad energy I peep, then commit it to memory I sleep knowing these niggas is dead to me I eat knowing I'm starving my enemies The apéritif bittersweet, no pleasure My heart pump ketamine My heart pump ketamine When you have it, it's not about fast or slow It's the flow of traffic Talk 'til you blue in the face, bro It's like UPS, they still gon' fuck up the package I'd rather bring it myself All I had was an address in Maspeth But I know that's not really the address Knelt to worship, sis hiked up her habit Think in cursive, spit jagged fragments Every word out my mouth drag my people backwards Big two near three-way Niggas green around the deals, niggas sick Niggas can say what they like, but if we ever did the deal Everybody got they split (everybody) Down to the last red cent Down to the last I don't steal, cheat, deceit No matter what the record say Admittedly niggardly I won't even give these niggas bad energy I peep then commit it to memory I sleep knowing these niggas is dead to me I eat knowing I'm starving my enemies The apéritif bittersweet, no pleasure My heart pump ketamine My heart pump ketamine I write when my baby's asleep I sit in the room in the dark I listen to him breathe I walk 'em to school, then the park Hold they little hands when we cross the street I think about my brothers that's long gone and this was all they ever dreamed (all they ever dreamed) People I lost to COVID-19, but it ain't do a thing to the fiends I have to admit I enjoy watching you wander the wilderness You betrayed your brother, burnt every bridge When your end come, you'll be alone When the end come, I'll actually answer the phone just to drink your pain (yup) God marked Cain, so nobody could hurt him Stained by that first murder Hard rain, face upturned A sun-blackened goat herder .762 in the bandolier, this a harvest stretch Fear follow you home, a cuckoo in the nest Voodoo the cause of death, I got that new-new fresh I got no use for light deps I shine a light in the depths It sound dark, but I'm easy Devil in a blue dress Admittedly niggardly I won't even give these niggas bad energy I peep then commit it to memory I sleep knowing these niggas is dead to me I eat knowing I'm starving my enemies The apéritif bittersweet, no pleasure My heart pump ketamine My heart pump ketamine I had to change my phone card, though Okay Cool, if dey miss, if dey miss staying long If dey missing our chat I'll holla at you in about, maybe a couple months
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