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solar scriptures

by itsscaz Kid Solar

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Yeah Uh Standing in line, I never been one to wait for my spot That's a mentality, I go and get that shit when it's hot Go anti-gravity with every frequency that I drop How we relating, when your vision ain't to be at the top We keep it too real, they acting like something they not They took the blue pill, they truth is bury deep in the box No I don't do fears, It'll have your timeline in a knot I'm in a race with myself, and I ain't making pit stops I had to proceed to follow my dreams, they ain't believe My first mic was 2019, birthday present to me Couldn't afford to do no stu time I was low on the cheese But now I'm balling like I'm Zion Bussing out of the scene Star seed, It's no wonder why I stick to the green She think I'm cocky, but I'm confident that's just my regime If I don't get who gone get it, I just look out for me This shit is crazy, they won't listen till your journey complete I left them plateless, now they pockets hurting You don't deserve me, you acting like you never swerve me That shit just irks me, know I'm a king I'm with a Cersei, we show no mercy Ain't with it, if it comes to easy no I'm not thirsty Too high up, oh know you can't reach me I'm not no earthling Don't touch the surface, this shit get hotter than a furnace I know they lurking and searching, but it ain't worth it I pop up like YouTube commercials, and get to purging Feel me Yo famo, I tried to tell these niggas (Look) Money on my mind, it's really all I dream (Uh) Twisted fantasies the land of make of believe Maybelline niggas, make up when it comes to cream (Uh) Dollar signs, you know a nigga make a lot When I wake up in the morning, one two shorties on me J's I got to roll it homie, It keep a nigga going Counting paper, say it fluid You know I keep it tune in Oh since, I been making waves Typhoon hit the gulf shit, you never saw shit Shots rang, heard the skirts for the starship Paper be that target, gotta move with caution Smoke hit the air, it won't clear till the coffin Diamonds in my ear, color clear like where dolphs swim Rip the goat, with the Nipsey blue dolphin Money and these bitches, is the only thing I'm tossing Told them in the 90's, but they wasn't trying to hear me though Now they favorite shortie, tryna be up in my video SolarLife, never with no funny shit Arsenio We building huh, empire state a nigga sitting on Came upon big bag nigga, now I spend it on German engineering huh, foreign with the steering huh Penthouse, put your feet on up Tell my chef to whip it up Pay go and set it up, there's many ways to count it up (Uhuh) It's fuck you, if you ain't feeling us It be the ones who hating, who be showing all the most love All up in my line like, yo Caz let me hold some I block that shit And go and get a bag, I swear I'm on one You new to this shit, I'm super equipped A vet like Bradley Coop with the hits, I shoot and don't miss No mission too impossible, I feel like Tom Cruise in the whip They always said they'll hold you down, then start loosing they grip I never trip, that's a story untold DaVinci code I'm the one putting on for my city, no Derrick Rose I remember watching cartoons, apple jacks in my bowl And now we sitting with a sky view, in the clouds is my home I was taught to never fall for the social media clones Bunch of clout chasing A.I.'s, need to leave me alone The smell of money when I walk by, I don't need no cologne You can't stand to see me win, so i took a sit on the throne (Yeah) Welcome home, that is all I hear Shortie love to stare, at my diamonds in my ear Heir, shit the game belonging over here Dear, bet I make the profits reappear (Yeah) Money on my mind, gotta capitalize Niggas wanna talk, we gotta enterprise Stacking up so much, you won't believe my eyes Boss who nigga? I don't need no supervise (Uh) I heard the revolution won't be televised Lullabies, Fuck niggas I need despised Realize, you can feel how real ride Top gun always on flight, this height what it feel like Shortie say she wanna grab a hand Really, I ain't really trying to dance unless you got it And, ass in the air I got that glare diamond with the pear Nigga, I can make the whip appear SL be prepared

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