Lyrics:
the R101
She's the biggest vessel built by man, a giant of the skies
For all you unbelievers, the Titanic fits inside
Drum rolled tight, her canvas
the R101
She's the biggest vessel built by man, a giant of the skies
For all you unbelievers, the Titanic fits inside
Drum rolled tight, her canvas
too bad
When one door open they close two more
I ball and dragon y'all that Goku glow
Stash grams in ceiling fans
I don't do blow or pills
My 40 below's
home
Surrounded by broken glass, surrounded by young peers, that speak with a broken tongue
That followed the scent of gunpowder from broken rose petals
was originally
Scheduled to be released last
Year, but it was pushed back
By Meek's label, Atlantic
After he was sentenced to
Six months in prison
(He
living
With a household income of 40 grand and below reported a job loss
The unemployment rate between February and April
Increased by 12 percent for women
101 and one forests
100 day to abandon
99 percent
98 minutes
97 daughters
96 men in uniform
95 faces
94 pages
93 million miles away
92
the southwest, Bay Area, that's where I reside
Golden Gate Bridge in my RS7 watchin' the tide
Doin' a good a hundred and 40 on 101
And best believe I'm treatin'
mad
What's up you fuck
You understand?
Fucker
Shame you
I'm having an anxiety attack
It's actually super shitty
Where's the
I think I'm going mad
I
the line[01:19.92]Days go by, wasting all my time[01:23.45]Anxiety fill my head, tell me that I'm not dead[01:26.88]Fine with me, you can leave[01:28.67]Anywhere but my
red with passion but asking why are my lids low?
Looking down below, feel like a giant or am I over myself?
Overwhelm with stress that's attacking my
in a race I should fail
Went to the record store below the two tree laced hill
Only to freeze and let anxiety come forth and pay the bill
So i ponder
falling bells shattered the great wooden beams below. By some grace, the tower of San Mercuriale was spared.
[Family Story]
Narrator:
One family named
the way back to atlantis
Stress eats away at my inner lining
The quintessential meal of fine dining
Anxiety has me lying
To not worry and scare my
by the camp fire
I been in the sun check the tan line
Sticking niggas up got their hands high
Twisting up their tongue got their hands tied
Threatening
of entertainment meets the lust for blood and demerits, cutters of the pie throw your summers in the sky, collar pop jolly roger, die motherfucker die, apache
bedroom had a bedroom, my wrist be dancin'
The flyest that's livin'
We live and die by the kitchen
Choppin' on dishes, rack the puff in
Ambition bitch we
still ain't met my demise
Trophies, uh
Poster boy, bolstered by
Gold stars
Report card, 4.0
MVP, Portland flow
Like Dame from that logo go
Make it rain
the shooting like im leanord
If a nigga try to test us
Ptsd anxiety I got depression
So much shit up on my mind
But I don't talk about it ever
Go by rainijay
father I just can't fight
To break free of this feeling
Cast your mind back 40 odd years to the
Summer of love still ringing in your ears
Hampstead
on the authority of utbah ibn ghazwan
That he says, i swear by allah
That the distance between the two gate posts of the gates of jannah is the distance of 40 years
Valentino summers and wave runners
Chains on my niggas like slave runners
Drug dealers anonymous
How many Madonnas can that Mazda fit
My brick talk
21 shells inside the mag swept by the heat like Jimmy Butler
40 pokin' out my hoop shorts, hard to hide it in the summer
Yo, goof ass merch that you
serve
I don't feel
It will ever by you
Every time we're in the summer fine
Calmly girl, humble-minded
Gonna fit it on my mind
Mmm, I'm kind in her eye
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