Tekst piosenki
[Hook]
I don’t even look at characters the same, cartoons flippin changing shapes I need a break from all the foul play, I know you rolling dope well then pass a little sour babe I know you sparing hope I need an hour of your simple faith x2
[Verse]
Let my body be a burden to my soul
I’ve been living in a mindset that got me feeling cold
No remorse for niggas losses all i know is rolling doz
Better than a nigga flipping birdies in the snow
Umbilical
Cords I’m attached to my momma
But that don’t mean didn’t be a man with my father
But for the lifespan it’s really fuck a copper
Wheeling dealing all that magic never had to wield a chopper , Imma be a fucking legend in the city if I keep it up
Never making music bad I always keep it tough, I need a buck, niggas staying hungry like they tryna get they ribs to touch
Niggas really trying me they tryna get they bitches fucked
Chopped yo ears and threw em in the air you still can’t listen up
All you listen to is pac and you ain’t even hit em up
And you say yo rhymes a really make a killing huh
You rapping with the safety on that mean that you ain’t killing
Fucked up in the head old dust in the attic
Robust feeling dead who gives a fuck I’m feel ecstatic
Rub yo feet you feel the static
Smoke and eat I need the cabbage
Butting in but living backwards
How you figure that you cut from different fabric
We one and the same, but you were born a fuck boy it ain’t no one to blame
Commas all I need in lines and all the zeros too
Supervillians in my town like its hero proof
Supervision on my sound so you can hear the proof
Hiroshima touching down
Blowing up yo fucking troops
Know some niggas that’ll hit yo liver with the fucking deuce, torturing anyone they need to get the fucking truth
World is messed up trash can as we know it
Tree hugging ass nigga split a O and the we blow it
Cold cash in my hands, that’ll always keep me focused
Tree hugging ass nigga split a O and then we…
[Hook]
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