530 Hours (18)
Azir
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Seeing sounds and smelling colors It's 6:01 in the morning Where'd the hours go (Although I can't smell nothing) Five hours and thirty minutes Or 530 hours I couldn't tell you the difference I'm catching up tho shawty But why my Uber lady had yo name with an a on the end Shit is crazy like This a crazy life In my dream Some lady said look for the leviosa not the leviosa but with yo last name So I guess we getting closer Then I woke up Like what the f*ck am I posed to do But stroke my pen on the page The ink is spilling over Like it's going through Like all this egg nog and ice cream I been eating Shit I ain't even gon start I ain't even gone go there But just know it ain't no reason (For me to be on the toilet trimming pounds like nose-hairs) Alright alright alright Don't nobody wanna hear all that You know when people say they want honesty They only want what they feel like they can handle Don't nobody wanna hear all that my brother Nobody wanna hear all that Everytime she see me my mom be tryna post me on her story Dawg I'm fucking tired of these corhees Like how you on ig more than me And please don't nobody act like you been supporting me If you support me then it's surely But if your ego talk trust me I'll kill it On Jason Vorhees And I know I'm the coldest, the illest, the sickest And can't no medicine cure me so I make you do the healing I'm a bee sting different Why she said she got a bee problem in her crib It's a nest but I saw the "bee" I said this shit is a wasp That's different And all of you is my sons my children Tryna do what I do before I invent it Give it a second I'll show you how to do it right Make the tracks real nice you know the soothing type But it's alright The shit keep me on my toes tho They tryna copy my style They can't copy the No homo y'all on y'all pogo Tryna ride the wave Make your own hoe John said that I should put myself in a box Now why the f*ck would I put myself in a box When I am the box Yeah nigga Roddy got rich off me How? Cause I been the box And don't no niggas get inside me or under my skin I'm really him Naz said I should really drop a single F*ck a single bitch I'm really hot I considered dropping both tapes on the same day I just wonder who won't give me props Man these niggas wish a lot I just spit a lot Shit a lot like I need some lactaid These biggie plops Mansa Musa the richest man to ever live Died on a boat cause he took all of his Gold with him
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