Lyrics:
tripping bout None of the bows
Whip the work cause i'm getting it Sold
I heard they dissing we get on the road Then
I'm her daddy she call me her old man
I'm
Rest assured I know I'm burdened by assumption
Call your name out high
'Til I feel forever and not just the night
All that I have when the lights
tryna crucify my mind before their drunken stupid angels
None of them could stand the son of man, son of the sun
No stevie wonder glasses , all I see
fuck you with an ounce of that potent shit
Don't trip bitch we gonna all sip, blow the hoes dip
Let you have mine plus you supplyin' your own little
they going live
Now they all making a splash by taking a dive
I'm pressing toward the mark with eyes on the prize
No little red riding hood we know
tired of feelin' that the people are talkin'
I heard a rumor that things ain't changin'
But Lord knows that we goin' make it
Oh
The world famous
it right
Yeah, check
I've heard a thousand promises, but none of them were kept
Fell in love with all the lies I think I overslept
Cos when you came
future, forsaken my passion
We've taken some lashings, I take it you're thankful
I just haven't heard you say in a while
You don't know I pray that you
the high
And they can teach mortals to float
And I'mma show you how
Beelzebub and Serenity elope
We're shedding light on the
Otherwise dreary tomorrow
what I'm talking, bring that ass right back
Baby call it moonwalking, way she walk it right back
We going to have a new relationship, keep talking like
neck to neck
Every BODY lost a soul is gained have some respect
We keep on moving till the job is done none the less
To have my brother and sister next
why would I be worried I'm just cautious
I made too much in Kensington the feds can't get em off us
Nigga they ain't teach us none we ain't have
people I'm trying to rise
Out the gutters, no we don't have gutters
We have dirt roads walked bare foot by our mothers
On a daily basis, tears on my
won't find me
Even beside me you're behind me
By the time you on it I'll be off it
By the time you get it I'll be done wit' it
You know that we be going
a 2-4
Let me clarify
You should die
heard that Before
My inner demons high
In Atlanta Decatur
Really from the nawf
not even your biggest hater
should
got to live by, if I want to get by
If I'm ever fed up with the struggle then I get high
Got to get mine, I don't need an invite
Tell them how you
Got a glock with a beam bitch we purging
I heard you nigguhs be talking
Guns get to sparking
We hop out and turn it up
I don't even do this too often
Turn the music up, we finna have a party in this bitch
Bad shawty shakin' ass and them steppas tuckin blicks
Yeah you know you wanna come and get
and raw
Whatever you on
I’m just a pawn in that federal
Plan to get us all on a nice little high
Shoot each other for crumbs one by one
Dying from wars
neck and pedal
My wave too big, Tidal
You scared to sin cause that bible
No opps, I ain’t got no rivals
I know I’m in it by myself that’s why I have no
chiefin'
Yea, that's the city that I'mma never leaving
We get high
[Chorus]
a-rise in the sky
And there was nothing that matter but getting high
With no disguise, we close the windows and the light stayed by
And everything was
rap on
Talking about whatever I have done
Find believe even when I have none
So fuck it, I'm about to have fun
And not think about this life, 'cause
boy)
'Cause if the shoe is on the shelf, you should have some man (big boy)
You can not sit up and tell me that you have none man (big boy)
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