Atmospheric Pressure (Radio Edit)

Morality, is what you lack in whole Principalities are stories that was never told This reality full of people who's cruel and cold And I only value those that are good for the soul Ain't you supposed to give flowers when a nigga's alive Y'all say it's cowardly subsiding the pride But this is the bottom line I'm getting sick of all these fibs and the lies In these streets, these niggas beef just to die I put my deeds in the sky With certain niggas, couldn't see eye to eye It makes the whole world blind You wouldn't know 'til you try And I oblige by my willingness I have to get by But what I feel is this It's serious My people are tired If I appreciate you Why would I do things to eliminate you Our paths estranged I don't need to crave those deepened angles Might be depleted But I see shit for the way it dangles This is my thesis Even the devil will need his angles I channel my thoughts, put volume up Handle the vague and abrupt before my palms fold up I don't pray hardly enough and had qualms I've tucked Caution, fucking sucks But that's all that I trust Dig me? These niggas switch feet when the hammers bursting They damned for certain Escaping heat when expanding curtains I know my family's lurking Full of land-urchins who's really crammed and burning I plan to murder verbs instead of persons Y'all cans of worms squirming And impersonating a role All these damn excursions that bitches take Evading they soul I'm the man expanding from urbanism To life engrossed Niggas prancing on my death with all of these untimely quotes Morality, is what you lack in whole Principalities are stories that was never told This reality full of people who's cruel and cold And I only value those that are good for the soul Morality, is what you lack in whole Principalities are stories that was never told This reality full of people who's cruel and cold And I only value those that are good for the soul I made a oath and y'all ain't keeping your end up on the bargain Double-text you, triple sometimes, if we really ain't talking What the fuck should I say that'll grant me some pardon? When pops died and I cried Y'all was worried 'bout some drama Word to mama, should I give you respect? The only time is when we talk Is when I cash in a few paychecks Could go days without speaking But you claiming we bests When it rains, it pours blood From the top of the steps I guess it's directed at friendships that's really one-sided Not a diss Tryna understand the very cause behind it I felt a little dumb-sided and truthfully was blinded Not one gift that I got Talked about giving you thousands The niggas telling you don't give your all Gets all I ain't checking niggas no more Because they moving criss-crossed We not enemies for sure But the love not there no more Felt the pain, when I was waiting for texts that you ignored I'm not hard to talk to Nah, I'm not really a fan of beef But if you downplay my feats Then, I have to spark you I'm sick of most these freaks Acting like the streets made them harmful You had both of your feet on a beach On a boat with a harpoon And all of you obsolete elitists can eat my cock too Ever since I came from the fetus Shit has been real hard dude It's no more heart involved and now I'm watchful I send my regards to all those we lost That's buried deep in those cornroots Morality, is what you lack in whole Principalities are stories that was never told This reality full of people who's cruel and cold And I only value those that are good for the soul Morality, is what you lack in whole Principalities are stories that was never told This reality full of people who's cruel and cold And I only value those that are good for the soul