Lyrics:
of the-, back of the cut I really be by my own
Prolly smoke so much of the grass
My lungs be filled with smoke
You niggas weird
It's killing me
This that,
day with a doubt
Been a part of the crowd you know what I'm bout
But it's time for me to go and make my way out
Yeah I gotta make my way out
Yeah I
you hunnid times to play it right with me my nigga
You went running to your ex
I came up running all the checks, checking check marks nigga
My pockets
a real life Xbox
My flow is python
A snake with ice on
Marble floors through the mansion just to roll my dice on
Hennessy'd up Coca Cola chasin' at my
a real life Xbox
My flow is python
A snake with ice on
Marble floors through the mansion just to roll my dice on
Hennessy'd up Coca Cola chasin' at my
have to take you downtown for some questionin'
Damn, a blessin in disguise if you ask me
I was just about to hit the highway with my last key
Could it be
like to be
Could this be a dream
Is my imagination running wild with me
Don't want it to be just a dream
Cause what I'm feeling, feels so real it's
stomped with the shells...
(Rampage)
...I heard the bitch-nigga yell
Caught Peter, man, by the speaker
Looked me in the eye and didn't even know
I was his
Slap me Daft, we sat down in the back of the class
To seize knowledge we don't need, I forgot my late pass
But I'm early to a arival beatbox, you
style
I'm in valour white designing on the 'dallions
Felt like some crackers was in back of me
Spit on the clerk, pass the Harry Winston set
Ghost
style
I'm in valour white designing on the 'dallions
Felt like some crackers was in back of me
Spit on the clerk, pass the Harry Winston set
Ghost
Because my life is turning into opposite of sloppy wrist
And all the bitches who forget about me want to ride my dick
Harder than the white kids that copy
it wasn't you 'cause you passed away, Dad
Looked just like you
Strange things my imagination might do
Take a breath, reflect on what we've been
Gotham
Streets in my city are rotten with bodies
Feels like I'm Peter or Parker
Because to me it just seems like I'm always surrounded by greed and these
Darling my heart has been obsessed with you
Just look at me, I'm not the man, I used to be
I used to be proud, I used to be strong
But all of that's
the cops
In my imagination, my superheroes can fly
I wish I could too, give me some wings I'll touch the sky
Anywhere else but here I just want to go home
has got me geeking
Imagination blasting
Tell me that you're tweaking
I don't remember asking
Once I'm in my void
Deep in my cerebrum
I cannot be annoyed
Come on, fuck the big guys
Say it with me now
Say it with me, three, two, one
White drapes running down her body
The white rapes and the blacks all do
André, there would appear to be no seats available other than Box Five
Serafimo, away with this pretense
You cannot speak, but kiss me in my
Gotta be a titan
Every time you writin'
I pressure myself like nobody else
Music just stuck on the shelf
So thanks to my friends who handed me help
Gave
the wrong tune make me
Pull out them instruments
I put a nigga under good car when I fire ten
Fucking with my bass I get it
Drumming with a nine then
Get ate
bien when you played with my head
Made me dizzy as I was in despair
But to be honest
I never really cared
And maybe I am just romanticizing this ideology
the nighttime
See me grinding today yeah it's my time
You wanna come to the crib and sip white wine
Yeah, aye
Yeah, aye
So I'm running away in the limelight
fuck a pack and get myself inebriated
Summery
Never felt so done with me
Fucking hate my neighbors
That's an age-old summary
I'm running through
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