7AM

7 am, I woke up early as hell And I mean early as hell I know a lot of mother fuckers Either dead or in jail Uh-huh, yah That's either dead or in jail And I can't get caught lacking Got to be cautious for real I know this house is made of cards So I'm playing the field Or I'm playing to keep Look like the catch of the week I cast my net out in the shallow Had to switch to the deep This IG model she hit follow She said she's dying to meet While I'm just dying to live And they're all dying to speak And be heard But I can't give my fucking ear to the weak (Oh no) No, I can't listen to your shit on repeat (Oh no) No, I can't play back This ain't saving This feels more like spending What would you say if I told you that I Could show you heaven These stranger things I'm airing out like my name was Eleven I'm here forever (Think forever) Because forever has changed This holy water I'm submerging This is not for taste These UV's not for goofies These for those that been amazing (Oh oh) I took my oath To show that we've been silently (Silently) Silently slaving Silently slaving Silently slaving Silently slaving Eleven on the dot we pull up right to the spot (Oh no) We pull up right to the spot And I've got heaven on my mind While I'm still racing these cops (I'm gone oh) And I'm still racing these cops This snotty love in my slime That shit is all that I've got These drugs been fucking with your mind They make you all that you're not I'm like a twin to the stars While I got kids with the moon I'm like a road to a car I'm like a flower when it blooms Kind of like a kid with some candy lately The cocaine's been planted baby And the government set us up All for failure This shit is crazy (Oh no) I can't go down Not for snow no My dad was a crack addict But by God, I can't control him Only control myself My fate My destiny My future And my wealth I'm flushing out all of these cards That the fed's had dealt Learn to love them less and less Ain't no pity round here Pussy boy We've been fucking blessed By 3pm, my per diem's looking hefty as hell Been looking hefty as hell (Looking hefty and swole) I pray to God that I don't wind up either Dead or in jail (Oh no) Its either dead or in jail Two routes to choose from My route is chosen No room for losses You are golden God-like My life is a movie All these actors faking Fuck their movements By 4 pm we see the pearly gates Been open forever And forever They're staying open hoping You could do better And by better Not staying true to you It worse than ever Pull the lever Wash all the hate with Fucking bleach And four letters That's love That's love for sure That's love for sure That's love