Lyrics:
veins
As I unwind
On my blood meditating on the past
Steady hittin' rewind
Wishin' me and you more time
Yeah guess it was the wrong time
But with you it
templates
I'll bring ten crates of my best mates
Puttin' up my worst and best traits
Converse in a verse with dead saints
Holy grime, it's a blessed day
packing
You know I ain't lacking
If not then pull up if you think that I'm acting
I'm not with the fake shit I'm not with the hating
I'm not one to take
her worst nightmare
This is hell, you don't evеr gotta fight fair
My spirit floats around in the night air
Or in your day dreams, that's how death seems
with sites, now, guide you like God did to Israelites
I just breathe, the breathe'll in whole tap
Into my cassettes, fate awakin' you, holdin' in like
of your home like Caroline did in "Traffic"
And hone every poem with lyrics sicker than average (Yuck)
I'm sicker than your average (Plus)
The only rapper
the finest of lyrics
Like, Drake with Viriginia Black, I've got the finest of spirits
It's been a year without a track, I know they dying to hear it
But
can flow then you can ask E-Swift
If you don't believe Swift then you can call Steve Griff
If you don't believe Griff then step up to fuck with I
in the booth
I'm writing down lyrics and I'm thinking of you
The song will have nothing to do with love
But I'm finding myself going with my gut
to run?
You autotuned my heart and you ripped it apart
Like a Taylor Swift song I just butcher the art
I wrote a song about the machine
With a catchy chorus
a gospel singer, even Jesus doesn't wanna hear it
When I listened to your song I'll admit
I thought you sounded like Taylor Swift had a kid with Ice JJ Fish
off by sprayin' beer in your face
So the '94 to them, I'm for my niggas that remember
Means I'm steppin' to the mic with lyrics colder than December
Striped shirt like I'm Tyrone
Yeah I'm yelling lyrics through the megaphone
All the Msfts run up in your home
I'm beginning to feel like I'm Al Capone with
I don’t really know what is wrong with you
We don’t see eye to eye but you are in view
This baby mama trouble makes me want to end you
I won’t spare
film by Stanley Kubrick.
First it's tragedy then farce then they'll kick you in the arse,
When you tempt the gods with arrogance and hubris.
Well
road, honor of the samurai code
These California streets ain't paved with gold
Worst comes to worst
I got them back, at the end of the day
We could go
confetti
I'm rich and thick, your lyrics like Aunt Jemima
It doesn't take Keenan Ivory Wayans to know that I'mma
Get you sucker if you bite like a piranha
So
and you know the deal right
I've been learning cooking on the Reels and
I recorded them on the TikTok
I've been listening to Taylor Swift (nothing new)
you can call that the night shift
I need a Jordyn woods not no Taylor Swift
Put my gang on money moves I’m running up assists
All the money I’m finna
course I'm under par
Metro-Goldwyn wants me to star
I've got a house and a show place
But can't get no place with you
You're so supreme
The lyrics I
course I'm under par
Metro-Goldwyn wants me to star
I've got a house and a show place
But can't get no place with you
You're so supreme
The lyrics I
course I'm under par
Metro-Goldwyn wants me to star
I've got a house and a show place
But can't get no place with you
You're so supreme
The lyrics I
to do
Just keep on making tracks
And hoping that you dance to 'em
Taylor Swift writing songs about me
She had a Grammy nomination and I couldn't believe
I
I’m focccus
Cus i was chosen
Had me like Oohhh Man
My heart was Broken
You gotta knowww when
Know when you chosen
Talk to me now
My lyrics hurting
I’m
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