Synchronicities

A triple three It's lookin like victory Universe telling me That I'm right where I need to be Yo but am I seen The question that's killing me And nah I ain't capping This bottle of negativity One one one My thoughts are on the run They heard the gun Positivity poppin off Like I'm missing the fun A bad case FOMO I'm watching the promo My mom with a new fam New daughter and son tho All she wants is a safe place to cry Some proper plumbing For all the tears in her eyes And if you wonder What all the pain is inside Pull up a chair This gone take a lifetime She questioned faith Like those kids in Columbine She wouldn't wait For these niggas to fall in line And she's gifted A product of the divine A weight lifted When she glances down at the time I'm seeing numbers So I must be alright I smoke another Cause I must feel alright I'm seeing numbers So I must be alright Must feel alright Must be alright I'm seeing numbers So I must be alright I smoke another Cause I must feel alright I'm seeing numbers So I must be alright Must feel alright Must be alright Synchronicities My mind should feel at ease But thoughts of fear Will mimic, stare, and tease The fuck I won't get on my knees And ask Jeez-us To help me With the cards he dealt me White man came for the titties That's all he want ya feel me? A star born from the divine That means that I am wealthy I'm making moves from behind That means that I am stealthy Don't correct me Im just a underground phenomenon But a skyscraper With all these shoulders I'm standing on But maybe these numbers I see Are adding up wrong Coincidence is my defense For not going along Along Wavering faith used to be strong Be strong I used to be strong Yo, uh I'm seeing numbers So I must be alright I smoke another Cause I must feel alright I'm seeing numbers So I must be alright Must feel alright Must be alright I'm seeing numbers So I must be alright I smoke another Cause I must feel alright I'm seeing numbers So I must be alright Must feel alright Must be alright I used to be strong Like past tense But that shit don't make sense I only lost a little faith And not a lick of strength I'm still blessed Circumstances has blinded me Feeling my goals are out of reach Far beyond what eyes can see But always there when I believe And I believe I believe in the future I'm making I believe that the space that I'm taking Was left open for what I'm creating I believe that you niggas are hating Opportunities there, imma take it They say if you can't then you fake it Never have cause I know imma make it I'm seeing numbers So I must be alright I smoke another Cause I must feel alright I'm seeing numbers So I must be alright Must feel alright Must be alright I'm seeing numbers So I must be alright I smoke another Cause I must feel alright I'm seeing numbers So I must be alright Must feel alright Must be alright Noir