The Illusion of Self
Gford
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Pull up in a M it's a Feighty-seven When I look back, I say thanks for my brethren They down on their knees They begging the deacon Wasn't for me I'm dodging angels and demons It's the hazard kid I told her to treat my like a flower, like I'm delicate Not too many in my lane be that relevant You want something special? Then you got to peep the evidence Protecting what is special, man, you got to peep the evidence Think she just told me I could never vent Baby, Mr.Cautious never show his hand I'm off that shit, no master plan Still a tango, still a dance Life's a movie, got to seize a chance Got to feed the fam, Got to read again Only counting Benjamins Say I sound like Andre Benjamin I study legends, But I believe that I'm original, Uh Not your typical, something like a miracle Myth Roller, invincible Devil Boy, so I'm in ATL KV tell me hit my pose You would never know You was never HollyRose It's something about my soul It was warmer in the cold It was floating in the dark Why you take it out it's zone? Haven't you been judged enough? Tired of thinking if you ever going to make it up, huh? All this time it's taking up Could be better spent training up, Ah Woke up spitting blood Still got in the booth Floating next to me a cloud, he get in a mood It influence decisions Make them terrible I'm accustomed, too accustom I get miserable, unbearable You could see it in my face We do not relate I'm humble though I see differences and I don't start to hate Yea, I'm done opening up to niggas Yea, I might just up it, nigga Once I'm on I can't be stopped Yea, imagine that for niggas Could've been a rapper Instead I'm myth rolling Could've been a pastor, Chaotika religion This that, this that, heart and soul What do you believe in? They feel me when I'm not around And I'm not too conceited It's lonely at top But I ain't finna drop December got the top down Cause that's how I rock Every time I drop It's a movie, It's a bop You could tell my opps that I'll never ever flop This right here a movie I'm rolling with the Myth I'ma need you by the two please My brother coming with Can't you see just what we do, Ma? Nothing but excellence I been prince since womb My Ma raised up a king Flow like water drip Watch your step or you might slip I been drinking like my liver had a spare in that bitch I been driving on E, but thirty-six be the whip Classic And trust I'ma get where I'm headed next Head up on a swivel Peep a threat like a 6th sense Doggies in the kennel Got them sick like they need vet I'ma keep my dribble Y'all too Messi, but Pele the best Temper on Ron Artest Sticks like Ja Morant Chill Cause I don't want to turn from a saint to a sinner I got to Chill Take a trip up north Somewhere where it's cold and just, Chill
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Written by: Carl Exhume, Devante Philippe
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