Lyrics:
these hopeless wars
You'd think by now our ghosts would burn away
The rules to this world are made by men like you and me
We are the cogs that grind
got it sliding
Drippa drop drip
Feeling like a top pick
I can never flop bitch
Love my wrist she bust down
I might get a locket
Think I been the topic
I
Out of bounds.
Man, it's feeling like Heaven tonight
But dam, am I, one hell of a sight
Just quit with your gripe
I put up a fight
This is not what I
to Cristo
Lemme hear the beat drop like it’s Diplo
Nothing left to prove, bear it all bro
I’m hearing your opinion, but what’s God’s tho
I’m feeling like
being myself
Doubting me is a sin
I'm grown now don't you see
I kick life so hard like Bruce Lee
Higher/hayaa
Want to climb and afford
Putting a smile
action star I'm kicking shit just like I'm Bruce Lee
Two niggas run up on me they two getting two pieced
Nickname Xanax bar cause I induce sleep
Stand
the weights, feel like rock lee
God damn Nash
Yeah I'm back
Took my time
Saw something funny now my serotonin back online
This all by design
Pass me the keys
the tricks up your sleeve
Feel like I got another pet peeve, you expect me to fight gently
I'm bringing the kicks like I'm Jet Lee
I've got my squad on my 6
the second your time is wasted
I've been patient lee kicking
Waiting for credit
But by the time they give it
It's really like forget it
The game ain't fun no
fighting me
Chop got kick like lee
Put that boy to sleep
Like damn
Brazyy on the scene
See a opp I squeeze
Leave him on the street
He's dead!
We Outside
i keep steady like the sides of a tri angle my angle
is never sketchy see for what you are through my wide angle
i see it all through my fisheye
two-way
Out of range, it's a strange new day, touche
It's all good like down home-cookin'
He left with the crown on
His dome and kept bookin'
His men run
still alive, you're lookin' like a saint"
Down the hallway footsteps were comin' for the Jack of Hearts
The backstage manager was pacing all around by
still alive, you're lookin' like a saint"
Down the hallway footsteps were comin' for the Jack of Hearts
The backstage manager was pacing all around by
when I spank it then you whine for me to pacify it
You call me daddy cause I beat it like my own kids
Them other niggas just some minute-men, Uncle
Face like a shoot when it's bussin' my glock hold
Vanity stings, 'til I die when the holy father hands me my wings
When I was young yo the teacher gave
Doing the right thing, feeling like Spike Lee
You say I got it huh?
I'm yelling Hi-Key
I'm right here girl
You all on IG
Tryna be rich without working,
to the grave
As the memories fade so
Baby don't abuse me
Break me down and bruise me
How I kick my shit like Bruce Lee
Shoot it like a movie
Shoot it like a uzi
whatever
Why do men fight?
"Now when I talked to God, I knew he'd understand
Now when I talked to God, I knew he'd understand
He said, stick by me,
move deep
Shitting on em daily but still ain't shit sweet
Step out and it's a movie, spike lee
Who else you know is booming like me?
I ask that, and you
a shady premonition
Fuck with likes of me charismatic love by the nation
All we want is power add up brutality
H mention
Political awareness I'm a king
on broken girls like my purpose is to aid her
Dont save her one role model thats me be water Bruce Lee feelings in a bottle dont open up I just leak im
like my jargon Ima prolly go harder
I am most of the team bitch of course I am a starter
Mami watas Daughter... and I flow like that
Bruce Lee, my
buisness
Yo I'm hype pass me the motherfuckin' mic
Rock ya like Robbin', I Clock ya like Spike
Lee, S-T-R-A-N-G-L-E cooler then ?
That's what bitches
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