DUCKING AN OMEN (ChopNotSlop Remix)

Baby I'm outside ducking an omen I hear through the grapevine all the prices they got on me I got rich being a poet I got rich being a stoic I know you don't love me you just want something bad from me I'm your ticket, I'm your moment I'm the highest on the totem Let the blood fall, let the Let a thug cry, let them let them Keep a snubnose Keep a bible and a blunt rolled Keep it polarizing Keep me on the tuck until it's armageddon You know I lose feelings when it's 'bout you Can't receive my calling on this altitude I can't reach their doorstep from our avenue Dont beef on the URL, can't battle you We need to cope We need some truce, we need a coast They had me mean muggin with Locs J hit the L and overdosed Thought he was woke Bruh he was toast He lost his soul, he lost his closest He used to call me screaming shit, 4 in the morning About immaculate conception and some coca I miss him now, I miss the old one Baby I'm outside ducking an omen I hear through the grapevine all the prices they got on me I got rich being a poet I got rich being a stoic I know you don't love me you just want something bad from me I'm your ticket, I'm your moment I'm the highest on the totem I'm with the bounty hunters, I'm with gorillas Fortified, I'm finger fuckin' figures for ya for ya living Liquify, I'm stigmatized, I'm perpendicular to sinners Sittin' sideways in a villa, pick a Friday, I'ma get ya Been a long time since December, you famil' but I forget ya Alcoholic for a prophet but I'm sober for a real one Walk from Nostrand down to Pitkins, sift from Slauson to Marina Del Rey us and Del Rey y'all but right now you don't see the vision We on to bigger trenches now 3 is a crowd It's Me and you That junkie is your brother too Read between the lines, I'm talking in twos I'm a bloke with a clue I'm in Stockholm and London I'm on Park Ave with news My sister I said that made myself Give nobody the kudos Put the beat on a loop as I escape through the loop holes Look me in my eyes before you wanna fill my shoes Baby I'm outside ducking an omen I hear through the grapevine all the prices they got on me I got rich being a poet I got rich being a stoic I know you don't love me you just want something bad from me I'm your ticket, I'm your moment I'm the highest on the totem I pray a lot, but I don't pray enough Let the blood fall