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A. Mims & Trav

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Liar liar your pants on fire like Michael Meyers
Coming out the window of the bitch home with a kitchen lighter
I am neither the man you want or the one you buy
But I'm the one I bet you cant get your mind off
No matter how hard you try
I'm better than all the guys that are running inside the marathon tags on
They chest look at mine I got nothing
But f*ck it I feel like running
Just like the latest new budgets
They running up like the bills
But I promise shit ain't nothing
I feel I'm finally ready
No longer got moms spaghetti
Take down the ops if they let me
Boys when we boutta slide
I'll explain before that turns to bad or comes to that
Where people talking outta line
When they ain't never seen this side
I'll take my time but won't dumb it down not a single rhyme
I gotta ask what got you gassed before your fucking lines
I got this mask so when they ask what homie did the crime
They don't know it I'm slipping and I'm slowing down in the fight
To keep this momentum going
It feel like a runaway locomotive I can't control it
Ebbing and flowing Just like the ocean
I'm losing my grip I'm holding for sure and I feel in my body taking over
Stuck in the water I'm overboard and
I'm tryna hold my head above the waves hoping
God will come and save the day
Just my luck a boat and here it comes my way
It's my lucky day
He heard me pray
I'll be okay
This an extension chord he threw me not a rope
Feel electricity through me I feel every single volt
It ain't nothing new to me
You'd realize if only you knew me
It seems like bullets go through me
Really I'm just still standing up tall
No matter despite it all
I find ways to keep moving on
If I don't keep standing strong
Then what the f*ck am I standing up for
But it's apparent that your ceilings near my floor
There's an errant way about me cuz I'm no where near the norm
There's a line of bodies that's lining the way to heavens door
There's a mass shortage of people
That's even wanting more than a couple dollars
For all of the pain and sorrow they suffered in silence
And now their helping out others from feeling alone
When They see them perform
I can't even stomach this shit it's sickening
It's like nobody's listening
Distracted by the Benjamins
I'm feeling like a kid again
Not ignorance and bliss and them
I'm talking bout not having shit to give to them it's sickening
I feel I'm finally ready
No longer got moms spaghetti
Take down the ops if they let me
Boys when we boutta slide
I'll explain before that turns to bad or comes to that
Where people talking outta line
When they ain't never seen this side
I'll take my time but won't dumb it down not a single rhyme
I gotta ask what got you gassed before your fucking lines
I got this mask so when they ask what homie did the crime
Mind racing like a rocket to the space station
Blank face and my mind is caught in a different place stationed
Staycation the way that I find my thoughts are out of order
Caught between the haters and opinions of supporters
I'm in the club and I'm rocking nothing but black and gold
The mixtape the introductions are being told
The way I do this not a cent is what I fuckin owe
The way I do this not a cent is what I fuckin owe
The mixtape the introductions are being told
I'm in the club and I'm rocking nothing but black and gold
I'm in the club and I'm rocking nothing but black and gold
The mixtape the introductions are being told
The way I do this not a cent is what I fuckin owe

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