No (Homo) Sapiens

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Yung Dlo

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OK I'm good I'm good
Yeah I'm good
Let's, let's just go
Headed to the clouds, need a GPS
Grab life by the horns, no BS
I'm a shooting star, yall shooting for the nets
Hating aint working out
I call that a stretch
If I died, I'd regret
Yo, my mark already set
Cause I'm going to the vet
Cause yall bugging like some pest
I'm the one you gotta check
Cause the rest they in debt
Yall in danger, not a threat
I stay rushing yall roulettes
Semi-automatic Tech
I just push it like reset
Sitting ducks need aflacs
Hold up, let me catch my breath
See in life, you gotta always be aware
Never look back, and put yourself over everyone
That's the rules I live by
Ok, I'm good
I don't look back
I look at my wrist
I always capitalize
Feel like I'm holding shift
I spoke to my taylor
He kept it short and swift
Hope God ain't put me on an endangered list
Woke up from my dreams had to face it like a cream
Stop doing them
Start doing me
Tried to pay homage
But it wasn't cheap
Got charged up f*ck gasoline
Got a tech for referees
God judged so I took a plea
Bloods and crypts I've seen them bleed
Too much envy became grief
Beginnings having endings
Just ask Adam-and-Eve
I'm papa noel but is Halloween
Sweet and salty sour cream
At night, I day dream
I fucked up and fucked redeem
I'm ice cold, ice cube, ice cream
I don't f*ck with Homosapiens
Them niggas act like aliens
La-Lately man
I've been having this day again
I'm wanted for my color
Keep the traces in
My heart keeps on racing
Hope I don't crash
Stepped on the breaks
It felt like glass
It don't even matter
I only care about mass
I don't hit folks cause
I rather hit a dab
I don't look black
I look at my fridge
Just check my tab
Felt like I'm holding shift
Bloods and crypts
Still occupy the streets
I paid homage
Still didn't get a receipt
I don't, I don't, I don't, I don't
I don't f*ck with Homosapiens
Them niggas act like aliens
La-Lately man
I've been having this day again
I'm wanted for my color
Keep the traces in
My heart keeps on racing
Hope I don't crash
Stepped on the breaks
It felt like glass
It don't even matter
I only care about mass
I don't hit folks cause
I rather hit a dab
I do this, what do you
(What do you do?)

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