Lyrics:
heart?
Once upon a time I used to go to church and talk to God
Now I'm thinkin' to myself, hollow tips is all I got
Now I'm drinkin' by myself,
of beats, hoarder of rhymes
Borderline genius who's bored of his lines
And that sort of defines where I'm at and the way I feel now
Feel like I might just
I'm trying to make it by myself but scared of breaking down
I slit my wrist and tell god to come and take me now
See it's a battle wit my body and I'm
Juarez
"There's gold in them there hillsâ??
So said a man with a broken tooth
We could run some cocaine powder
Right on by the custom's booth
I
the difference between me reflectin' and me tryna glorify
Come overtime, this shit be borderline outta line
And you just wanna monetize, only focus on the bottom
loud in by the bag more potent than the last one
I've been the latest fashion
I've been cold, but my new flow doper than my last one
Dope-doper than my
loud in by the bag more potent than the last one
I've been the latest fashion
I've been cold, but my new flow doper than my last one
Dope-doper than my
something with no idea what to say
I'm hearing distant echoes
As though I'm still afraid
Up here on the borderline of sufferance and ache
It's hard
Cold, I wanna feel you like the night
As love runs through my veins, it lights my eyes
Take me back, I'll stay right by your side
And we can hide
a cockpit)
I fly by the seat of my pants (Seat of my pants)
Sinful thoughts, this beat is crazy, this shit's retarded
This Instru's mental, too many bars,
Love, on the borderline
It's messing with my mind
I just won't give you up
I'm tired of falling
Get back up
See, I know one of these nights
pollinated by the "Be"
Pac called it the rose that rose from concrete
How do you define divine that finds street?
"Hip bop," the color of my leaves
Not
see
I like to be alone, all by myself
I like to be alone, you see
I like to be alone, all by myself, you see
Borderline insanity
The human race has
God forgive them, they weren't born like this
Oh no, crazy women are made by crazy men
He told his friends she was depressed
Borderline bi-polar,
the world, people know what our face is
Waitress, bringin em by the cases
For me and my real niggas, we not in the matrix
I'm talkin plane shit, that shit you
[scratched sample] - "I'm the man!"
I stand in, ?? by the way as i begin
do you know who I am? and may reply with a grin
yes, I'm tired of being ??
Bumbu by the case, nigga, fuck you, fly away
Sick shit, blrrrp
Dedicated
To the culture that Tunechi birthed
To the sons and daughters of Weezy
run down
On any ass coward that feelin that I can't get down
I'm a nightmare, the nigga that's always right there
Borderline, with two lines,
to any race
Pledge allegiance to a place
No borderline in the sand I'd trace
I'm just a sucker for a pretty face
Uncomfortable in the realm
is
Waitress, bringin' 'em by the cases
For me and my real niggas
We not in the matrix i'm talkin' plane shit
That shit you have to join the gang wit
the fact I make this shit sound effortless
I put so much thought into the messages
It's borderline obsessiveness, remember who you messin' with
White
You small time, I ball with mine
Links, minks, Bentley, it's all with mine
My jams bump out to the borderline
UK hot with it, blew spots with it
the temples of doom somehow we managed to bloom like blossoms,
By any means necessary said Malcolm, nights before battle we play dead
Like possums, mimimizing
All the changes they will take their time
In the morning dust they'll begin to rise
Halfway to a borderline
Well I can see the end
For the very
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