Lyrics:
wanna cry all your tears, mm
'Til the rain is gone
Your conscience is clear
Hypnotized by the music
The blue it starts to fade
Hypnotized by
the 9 triggers
Till my dying day I lay away
Till my very last breath, nigga, I swear to make you pay
Guilty conscience? Never me!
Last night nigga
thinking my unconsciousness is tryna see the light of day
Icarus flew close to the sun
I'm dying by my fate
I gave you something
You could ask for more
Hustlers Music check the contents
Never spit no nonsense
I got a guilty conscience
HOOK
All I do is trap all I do is make money
All I do is make money
All
Encased in resin
I cannot escape
Inside a green-grey prison
Surrounded by fangs
And I'm scared to death of becoming all of them
Eyes black and deadly like
yet getting green
The loot ima chase day by day
Living crucial man get it out the fast lane
What you expect out of fame
I need that through respect
They
We need those days when we're feelin' alright, just feelin' alright
We need those days when we're feelin' alright, just feelin' alright
We need those
until your guilty provable
Name a nigga in the streets talk that shit realer than me
Tell lil bro step out the pic if you ain't throwing up a v
Tell that
sellin'
And for the past three months yo I can still hear my victims yellin'
But I can't listen to my conscience it's nonsense
If I didn't shoot I'd be
the day when the recipe calls for blackend
Wrong ingredients
Maybe too much herbs and spices
Maybe you got hungry for the wrong dish
Southern greens
the sun and moon to not have cold feet
Cold cold cold cold feet
He worked day and night his fingers to the bone
Hi worried mind guilty conscience
a missing uncle and another need a kidney flip
Face says I been stressed
I got a aunt getting her ass kicked by MS
Nigga, why am I here? For the look, for
When I'm laying in my bed or going though the motions
I'm haunted by a ghost, drained of these emotions
I'm sitting on a beach, staring at the ocean
'Guilty Conscience' has gotten such rotten responses."
And all of this controversy circles me
And it seems like the media immediately points a finger at me
conscience
All this fake love got me feeling a little nauseous
All you copy cats my sons you adopted
Talking all that trash behind my back you is garbage
and by the way
They didn't take kindly to me saying I was with the Blacks
Well, now
Now everyone's got the green light (green light?)
I wish I could
the fines
My dulla been full of these
Indescribable thoughts that seem to
Eat up at time
And every time I look up my grind has been
Dim and slowed by them
to fellowship as God is to man let us take each others hand /side by side/ avoid foolish pride that tends to bind/ when we try to run and hide/ instead of seeking
want to tell you all but I can't, you're too precious for that
Try and explain why your daughter is into rap
I'm like guilt with a guilty conscience
your day
Well I can forgive you and the mess that you've made
By definition I'm absolved
Free of the guilt and all
And all
And all
Something that you
Brought it all here
Served to silver platter
The drapes were all slung
Red and hung down
Better than to guess
Assumption went asunder
Could tell by
cheating on their girlfriends
I can't stand that shit no more
Tried my best to be the man
But my rep is on the floor
Guilty by association the everyday
right" (Come on)
'Cause it's like mentally, I'm Training Day Denzel
But I'm forced to act like I'm afraid to break eggshells
Like I'm not allowed
The hot sun still burning out there
Autumn comes and won’t be the same
One hundred eight days has passed by
Life has turned from blue to green
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