Lyrics:
that fuckin green, papers what I said
Big Moe wassup, in this bitch and this niggas singin
Comin through just like hell, the bells are ringin
Big Moe
genius level talent pushing me to what is righteous
With no emergency room needed, get your wounds treated
I’m the d.o.c. operating with Mf Doom genius
ball my clammy hands into fists by my sides
Every step I take, I can hear an echo
I glance around and realise it's me
It's my shoes they clatter across
superstitious
Shoot me down but you can’t take my spirit
They keep talking I don’t wanna hear it
Ask me shit like you can’t read my lyrics
Blank face like I don’t
me we're alright, tell me we're okay, yeah
'Cause I told you my level of concern
But you walked by like you never heard
You could bring down my
You're at level 10 right now
Cause you're just hearing me mess
Around giving you all freestyles, check it
Uh, I've been working all night
What you
be knowing I'm goin hard for it
When it come to this work you know I'm all for it
Im running circles speeding by em like a nascar
All the way all
understand what you are trying to say to me
Are you offering me an answer that may help to set me free? Or just further mock and torment me?
I hear the voices
money[00:39.94]Motivation[00:40.83]You gon' start to feel the real sensation[00:42.77]Here's a plan I have a man in transportation[00:45.20]He'll fly in and out by air like
give you the classics
While some will find it strange and resort to measures that's drastic
I articulate with clarity, reassure when you hear this
Never, level
Never, level
Never, level
Are you really gon put the gang all above your ego
Are you really gon put your best interest all the way over there
split
I grabbed you by the hand, he didn't understand
But I stepped off the scene just knowing I was the man
We enjoyed the date, also the night
Then I
talk of mental
Illness on the album at one
Point in the track "Sunday, " you and
Frank Ocean rap in unison
"What good is West Coast weather if you
sorta, kinda artists, who ain't even close to my level[01:13.85]Don't ask me why I think I'm special, it's called belief in the devil you fuckin' feel
it is
He doesn't know who Jesus was
Or what praying is
How can he be saved
From the eternal grave?
Tommy, can you hear me?
Tommy, can you hear
of scripture
A picture of what they lost
The bread winner became a boss
So when they ask what it do
I reply who the fuck are you
I don't rely on luck
So I won't
at me
I keep hearing them say
Why don’t we go away?
I see them, I hear them
I’m feeling their pain
I great them, I need them
These demons are me
hearing that shit (Eh!) Ain't hearing this
I ain't nothing like the rest you're gonna hear from here on out
I'm definitely sounding out whether or not you
sanctuary
Say goodbye to the fantasies along with the scary disease utter disgust is all you carry
Listen, are you hearing me now?
Can you hear me now?
ways, I never clean my act up[00:18.42]Stairs lie the answer to questions of what exactly is love[00:21.50]Dissociation in my room I'm hearing the sounds
When hearing them when passing by
It sound to me you slaving for some paper from a mastermind
And that's why I, ain't never gassing plants that's been
texting AR
Tryna find out a whole lot of information
But every time you rap I
Hear the crowd whispering
Like I ain't tryna hear this shit again
I'm tryna
set you claim?"
I’m like, "Woah, woah, woah
Woah, woah, woah, woah
Woah, woah what are you talking about, man?"
"Nah, I’m So-and-so
I’m only squashing
it right
Don't make a ass outta yourself, by assumin
My music keeps you movin, what are you provin?
You know that I'm two levels above you baby
Hug
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