Lyrics:
the ball
It hit three bystanders after you touched it
Now they wanna sue me but they love me to much
'Cuz they know I wish them heaven and all of its
Fifth Dimension by Nikko Arises
I used to be stuck, in that 3D scene,
Now we're rising up, to that 5D dream,
Letting go of the past, embracing
works)
Partner doutch, you been actin kinda funny lately since you even
got a few bucks
But I'm still folks with some pac, remember three flies up
the gutter side
Keep clean on everything my mother dries
Still I love Allah, sucker for southern fries
Facing affiliation, embracing my butterflies
I, (I)
my shoes tied cause I'm running tracks like Jesse Owens before he had died
Family got me feeling like I owe em reason we don't vibe
Baby if our
money that i'm making
I don't got too much time to be wasting
I don't got too much time
I put the fake shit behind me
Swear love be blind, you was the one
LV, fuckin' with this bitch, don't want my game, she wanted LV
Stupid hoe just told me that she love me LV, can't never let no other nigga sell me
with a fortune, and I ain't no Shapiro, but if I talk fast and we're past that Dinero...
I just want love, somebody to hold, and three ounces of coke
Erase myself by finding my home"
Self sentence wish imposes a time limit
"The universe expands, that's hopefully distracting"
The scale is cosmic, both
and M-Easy (what up, fam?)
Oschino and Sparks and Freeweezy (holla!)
Mickey, Mallory, Chris and Neef, hey!
All I need is the love of my crew
The whole
and M-Easy (what up, fam?)
Oschino and Sparks and Freeweezy (holla!)
Mickey, Mallory, Chris and Neef, hey!
All I need is the love of my crew
The whole
to em
A steady diet of pork rhymes and vowel movement
This that kosher, closer to God culture, non-haram, Salaam
That Muslim, halal music... By any means
just cannons for protection
Protection from confessions of love or my obsessions
Keep the music on the low, like a studio session
Cause honestly we
up
In a trans
Inception
I'm locked in
Accepted
By dreamland
Dream catcher protect us help us
Don't wake us up
Cuz then we'll be in nightmare
explain it but it felt; like a hand in glove
Oh I was In Love
But then my teachers told me, you better buck up son
Life isn't fun, life isn't fair
You
want a war?
Child please
Love em wild
Haven't fucked her in a while
In my whip smokin loud
Work them lips bitch goin down
That my girl
Ride or die
Ride
bucks enough
To trouble and have your blood pressure bubble up
Man the fuck is up
You don't like your life level up
Get a job get a shot or shoot yourself
gone)
And niggas don't know that I'm a Westside rider, rider
(And if I catch you slippin, yo ass is gone)
You get your ass bumped by the Eastside rider,
In a way I feel stuck
So much fake love and
The hatred
What a shame man it sucks
I don't pay that shit much
My attention stays up
Imma Heru
Nothin
it, bitch, if you see me in
I got three different traps and a CPN
Pay the rent, I gotta go through the VPN
I know these niggas ain't wanna see me win
defeated by regret
So tell my baby I love her
And if she give me time I'll put a seed inside her, make her a mother
Just know that there's a place
Where
the tectonic plate shift I
Create is so great
That by the time you reach me the earthquakes
The booth was my birthplace
I'm used to the static
They say I got
By the throne, the blood trickles down
Through the crevices of the device
Leading us from the realm
In the foreboding glow
Of the lights and ichor
Cupid
Until they got love for my music
Star Wars, I'm Han Solo, with three egos
And three charges, I got to "See-three-P.O.'s"
This is
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