Visine (Prod. Scottie Flame$)
Chris P.
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Steady running from my demise, aiming to rise I'm just crawling up from the bottom don't let me slide Losing fam is scary be wary who you rely, my niggas know if I got it I'll separate the supply The homies moving molly and miley dreaming of pies Resort to catching homies if opposition collide Contort to these enviroments we were never surprised Just constantly medicated sedated from hard times Since a young'n I knew that this clock's ticking, never let an obstacle take over just stop Listen They're regulating this hating shit, elevating the pride Killing comraderey as if they had the permission Tunnel vision til you formulate your mission Got some niggas so lowkey, can't even spell attention See the snakes slithering like Harry Potter Nemesis They plot on your downfall before you enter it. Sickening Lord forgive us, Lord forgive us, Lord forgive us, we know not what we do Lord forgive us, Lord forgive us, Lord forgive us, we know not what we do Fucker's pessimistic to excellence and I love it See 'em exit this is Exodus over to sleep's cousin Display my exhibition that's breaking the neck of niggas hexing shine Like the Exorcist we make the scene disgusting A royal poet from the piss of poor with dreams of rolling 'round inside a Rolls Royce Real or not my nigga Your choice The loudest ones got no voice, how you figure? You hold the brightest paint without a canvas for the picture You catapult to plateaus, we elevate to great Everything you'll ever need is here now, why wait? You search for handouts and easy routes, I'm straight This lawless life is a bar exam no debate I'm flawed and yet I fight for the holy spirit to shed the sinning God the Father on my side, no opposite to winning Satan's magnetic and my heart is metal tinted, so I have to keep the faith on my side it's prosthetic The demons wanna take my soul, for sure I'll never let em. Gotta keep kicking to my goals like Beckham Carolina's diamond never shining, so ironic. A product of 1990's envisioned a hundred thousand I'm pushing it to the limit where dreams come to fruition 'til I'm called up by the ultra light beam That Yeezy mentioned And on that day I step in the scene, I'll never finish. Yeah there's no ending Mental dexerity colossal, no obstacles ever phase him Know everything's possible, can not is a void statement I'm following this map til I've pin-pointed my placement See us shooting for the stars and it started all in the basement You feed the masses lies about the worth of money, what the f*ck is you here for? Spent my whole families life to get across the country, what the f*ck is the Lear for? Time to make 'em stop and listen, try to clear their vision before I pull up to the Clearport And homie you don't warm up nothing while I'm pure combustion, bet it bust in your earlobe
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