Lyrics:
50 cal k style risk dribble when I lift it
I just hit the club you know I'm rolling got the stick in
Ammunition too nigga make me put the clip in
I
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Afiah Achiiiiii yeah
No I don't mean to be condescending
I'm just hella focused on my ascension
Did I mention?
I don't mean
no comparison
Niggas can't copycat
I'm the one and only version yeah
I gotta stay on my vision
And make some decisions
To one day hop in that McLaren
Lost out at sea
No sails to drag me home I'm alone
And I'm stuck crumbling on my knees
I've been on them so long they're worn to the bone
I cannot
debate
Universe on lock, now they screaming “Free Space”
Wanna buy my spirit, I swear that they can’t afford me
Always on my grind, I’m flippin' the shit
take pics for the Vogue (for the vogue)
Yes I know where I'm going (woo)
I got the vision on lock (on lock)
You only know what I'm showing (what I'm
every week
Can't take no pic no posting me
I'm too lit ain't no ghosting me
These niggas pillow talking
At this point i think you the police
At this point
She hit me with a cold shoulder but now she coming back
And honestly I'm tired cause it's going too far
That's why I sit and speak my mind on these
I'm respected
These niggas be hatin on me
Like Odell Beckham
I came up from the bottom
It's nothing you can tell em
I Been everywhere in the world
My F'd life
Although
I always keep my cool
Really
I'm so fucked up
And confused
In every aspect
Of my life
I've been seriously abused
I'm Sun hot
I want someone to pay me just for being me
The little ray of sunshne burning through your misery
I'm the path of least resistance
I'm easy, one two
block Freddy Krueger
Drinkin' and drivin', drop my top off a bottle
They're like "RiFF you need a chauffeur"
I'm like "no bitch, I got it"
It's
me when I'm gone no point of wasted tears our time will come one day and I'm just confronting my fears though its not really a fear its more like
I'm leaving you
I don't know if I should
I prayed the moon
To see if she would
Let me be by you
She said she may
If I give her my soul
And I
and a clip
We gon' jam when its time to blast!
Big niggaz that rap, we bout to get in your ass
We done played the background, ay-yo all my peops
I'm naming
what I'm looking for
Pirate love
Is what I'm wanting for
I never ever
needed it so bad
Yeah!
Well the blood's running cold, ain't it
All
Juice I'm juicin
Aye cruise one
We cruisin
Got the juice now
Tropicana yeah
She look like Rihanna yeah
Still can't stand her yeah
Add her to a list
all, I'm starting to hear voices in me
Saying to stand it all, dammit I'm dreaming of demons
Shooting them in the head again, better believe it
I'm done
the Tahoe packed in
Got me looking at my phone like nigga tap in
Got me out here chasing niggas like im pac man
Pull up, all black AMG just like I'm Batman
I
I know
I
would never want to be me
i'm broken like a machine
I'll smoke until I can't breath
I
know
I'm
not the person you see
I wish that I could
down, I don’t run
I watch porn but feel gross when I’m done
I just realized I’m bad for my health
I’m so fucking lost I might find myself
Third wheeling
[Hook:]
I close my eyes and I’m drowning in the darkness, feeling like a carcass oh my god…
Lately I’ve been feeling like the world’s coming down
I'd say I'm in an interesting spot
Where music come natural but words do not
It's like I need a beat just to talk
So much to say but I ain't
fear
I'm becoming all I revere
Had a shooter test my bluff my body said let me leak blood
That's what happens when a heart breaks
Thrown off balance, I
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