Lyrics:
his mouth
Be quiet, you can hear them **** call
Yes, I brought a **** to my concerts so I don't need security
I put in my own work, I'm walkin' with my
feeling alive takes time
But for all of us time will take our life
I try to take bad things in stride
I have to when it all lives inside
See that's
a dark world i live there,
Nowadays no am not easily scared,(no)
Say what you wanna say am here,
You think u know me oh sure? think twice,
Going once am
that's hot
Oh, you're drugged and drunk I forgot
I said that I forgot
I am an artist, drawing quarters
Got no change overdrawn in quarters
Writing
sparked by the guy right here?
I make y'all niggas see the light like a bright idea
Heard you was lookin' for my weapon but my tongue's right here
So you
the nearest
When your by my side, I’m clearest
Colour me a fool if I throw that away
Cower in regret as I live out my days
Never alone, even on my own
Moon
You say you on one but nawh son
I was on one first, I cough up words
Every sentence for my sovereignty
My thoughts just burn what's
In the kettle
me at the in-store, hear me at the station
Feel me at the concert, live is the preferred way
Fuck what you heard, only a herb'll say wordplay
Now
want more for me
'Cause they never let you live, no
Mama, packed up with your clarinet
Biking in your concert clothes
You give too much for what you get
you reminiscing
Bout your greatest years
But you gotta live
Gotta face your fears
Gotta live in fear of consequence
Set out by the mass
Gotta get off
don't know how to love themselves
Go to concerts by themselves
Do everything by themselves
But
I saw God in the seventh grade
She told me
Nobody cares
hills in a rickshaw
It took the cops to kill Nipsey for you to make it to Crenshaw
Avenge his death by having knowledge of self and then some
Ignorant
vibin' on my wrist
Ethan wanted me out here I said I'll be there in due time
When you ridin' with yo girl she always wanna play Doot Lime
Shoutout
Ask yourself this question what is society
World full of fake folks, not in reality
If you're rich still in the hood that's all I gotta know
Fools
the boardwalk up by the pier
The cop said "hey ya can't be squatting here"
I said "screw you pig I hope you die"
And he left me with a crack in my skull staring
still be peddlin' vials
Off of eleven mile, they wishin' you would
You prolly better reconcile
The dark side of to who they rising in prominence
My
calling
I beg your pardon
So many been locked down by the sergeant
You know so many sleepin in the street and in the garage concert for the greedy
Charity
Nothing matters, so it doesn't matter if nothing matters
And while you be, be true
And if you won't, fuck you
Burn your clothes
Open the wine
of anything you've heard
He's absolutely fascinated by your choice of words
And he is what lives in our shadows
A voice that we hear that communicates in vowels
Godz Work
Boostin camouflaged shirts
Marchin through your bitches and your concerts
[Shabazz The Disciple]
I'm that gorilla in
Came from the dirt now we in the hills
Swear it's all so close could be counting mills
Nice lifestyle show you how I live
This the shit that I been
routines, I can’t do that anymore
Not hanging out in a bar near as much.
I get myself a good night’s sleep with you here by my side
No beer sitting half drunk
grinding until I'm hungry, I'm rhyming until I'm thirsty
I'm in it until I'm winning, you n****s could never hurt me
Bitches have never liked me, now they
me at the in-store, hear me at the station
Feel me at the concert, live is the preferred way
Fuck what you heard, only a herb'll say wordplay
Now
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