Lyrics:
everything, I was not meant to see these stars
The world is free when I lay with you
We make the perfect tree when I lay with you
I praise and worship thee
goin' through some shit
I don't get paid to spit these verses (at all)
I got auntie on my head
Cuz I been ducking praise and worship (damn)
I see young
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
These stories of paranoia get stored and prepared for you
I'm picking pockets of truth just to pen it and share it for you
In hopes
to trust everybody’s corrupt
End of the world really feels like it’s close
Feels like it’s Truman and I’m just a person they’re watching at home on a evening
they flaunt it I move on it
Daggonnit now who want it
Drink a lot of 151 I'ma get it done it's really fun when I be killin my opponent
Don't be so
a single eye
I beg yuh, focus on Jah 'til your whole body filled of light
And every thing must die
In death we live for Christ
When I drop all I've got I get
I guess once you get going
It's hard to stop
Maybe I'm taking this shit too far
Maybe there's no turning back
Maybe that's exactly what we need
When I sleep I dream of bodies in streams of blood
Naked bitches, dead nigga's ghost, Feds with toast
Knockin' my door down sweat poor down my body
home without her knowing
Nah, nigga, I'm just curious where she stay at
Besides when I'm with her, this gon' be the spot we lay at
And maybe I'll just
two new ones
When they plastered those dip-shit's Dylan
Klebold and Eric Harris'
Pictures on the front of every
Newspaper don't be surprised if
Every
first stuff out by fifteen
If I can't get seen
What am I even doing this for
And few are newer than me
And if you knew you would see
If I knew I were me I
T
Girls tripping like Tiffy Haddish, got me heated like I'm in Nevada
When it come to women Ima need the baddest
If they beefing with me Ima eat a salad
of this it was blended many religions plenty women got my shirt y'all,
At home no longer attended when I was seventeen I bounced like a nerf ball,
Yeah
home
Man my love is oh so tainted
If you fine you might get diamonds, if you a five you might get nothing
I'm on my monsters, they from a moshpit
or worship the devil/
Just to be a rising star and go up on a level/
Money fame drugs sex, get whatever you need/
And to keep it real,i don't know what
Put it in a song
Now every time this word gets
Used his memory lives on
I'm about to tell you what it
Is so you can sing along
(Fucksticks) When I miss
serving up lines with a purpose
Wordsmith with his worship, going against whatever the time determined
But I'm determined to set it all straight
When I get
is by itself
When you and I disconnect from God
And then we begin to wonder why there's chaos
Why is my spirit life deteriorating?
Why do I not want
get better when your sittin by the minute
Consider movin a mountain never stopin' never limits
I'm to the finish an when it's competition I'm diminish
here in the same bed that you left me in
I love thick women 'cause my aunt, she rode equestrian
I used to go to the stables and get them kids to bet me
much going on at home?
After the last tape I had to take a good hiatus
This my first time in the stu since way back when when I was aimless
I ain't had
a call from my dog name Jalen
And when he hear this song he gon probably think I'm crazy
See we just had a good conversation
Plus he rep Baltimore
On a mission for these women my nigga you should come (Let's ride)
Lifes a bitch and I be tripping tonight I'm going dumb (Get high)
You got plenty heard you
'm feeling a little pressure, when you're telling me I better come get it
Ha but I'm the man for the job
Can't nobody do it quite like I do
And the same go
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