| Lil nigga what ya say to me?
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| What ya say to me? |
| (x4)
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| Lil nigga what ya say to me?
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| Riding so low
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| Never know when I’ll get home
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| 2 AM
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| Riding alone
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| Got no time for my phone
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| I don’t play games on the go
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| Way too busy being stoned
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| Couple hits from the bowl
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| Too bad I got busted for dope
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| Guess I don’t know how to cope
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| Everytime I’m awoke
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| I have fantasies of a rope
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| Leaving me strangled and choked, got me gasping for hope
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| Now I’m back coping some more
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| Cause it keeps me away from the metal
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| Daily
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| A dance with the devil
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| Anxieties, trying me
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| Wire me, into a pedal
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| Pressing me
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| Wishing it would let go
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| In search of a level of peace
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| That I’d never reach
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| Convinced I won’t get there til I’m deceased
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| Weaving my grief up inside instrumentals
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| Incase you were wondering dawg
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| I been over, just floating through time
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| Taking L’s for my friends
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| Look my homie in the eyes
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| Dawg, I love you
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| I promise you’ll never go homeless again
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| Thats my word thats on god
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| And if god get in the way
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| Imma have to put god to an end
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| Give a fuck what you say |
| Too many times I done prayed
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| With no answer
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| Ends up as a trend
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| Riding so low
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| Never know it
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| Never wanted anything to do with it
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| Thrown in it
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| Had to live through it
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| I was high
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| Zooted off the notion that dude in the sky was judging me
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| Thats why I’m through with it
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| Bible verses bout as loud as bullets
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| Spilling out the clip
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| It’s like ‘blaow,'
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| I feel it
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| Got some niggas still up in that gang
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| That claiming that the way I’m livings like a mental illness
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| Fuck it all
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| Fuck it up
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| Suck it up, Suck it all
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| What is all this commotion about
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| Cause I didn’t care when the Ocean was out
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| I was only concerned when the tide had returned
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| Stretching for lessons that I’d never learn
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| That I was one of them yearly, nearly, dearly departed niggas who burn for
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| something
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| More real
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| Feel me dog?
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| Thoughts revolve round beautifully, frilly, soft, angelic, heavenly cries that
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| I despised
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| I’ll just stay laying in wait, til I decide to do something financially viable
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| with my life
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| I rap smooth, look good, talk good
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| Whether academic or hood |
| But thats just robotics, and now I’m apathetic, and I haven’t forgotten what I
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| should
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| Damn
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| Fuck that shit, man jump on a plane
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| And get as far away as you possibly can
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| Tryna find folks that are one in the same
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| But now I’m starting to think that I’m alone in this game
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| I don’t know
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| Was brought up to reach for the kingdom
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| But shit is something that some nigga thought of
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| For all of my loved ones
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| I wish I could unteach what somebody taught em
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| Phantoms on phantoms
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| On phantoms on phantoms
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| But really
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| It’s not what you thank
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| All my homies either dead
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| Or they ass is on the brink
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| It’s easy for your whole neighborhood to just go up and extinct
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| When the meteor aiming for ya world got artillery from the local precinct
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| We yelling that
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| Gang gang gang gang gang
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| Hope these words pierce you
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| They torn through his fleece
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| And rang all through his brain
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| Recently this angers seemed to increase
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| This flame gone catch his mane
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| Lion rule jungle
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| But man kills the beasts
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| Broke his wings light frame
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| Sorry
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| Phone anyone but the police |
| Excalibur, but hand not heavy enough to pull the shit out
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| What we do now
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| Neither’s my nigga’s nigga’s
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| So we get a mischievous nigga to figure it out
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| Stick them feather tips right into your back
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| Isn’t the same
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| Pathetically flap
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| Keep that shit up
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| You really might crack
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| The skyline
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| And nigga don’t ever look back
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| I’m the one
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| I’m the one
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| I’m the one
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| Love you daughter
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| Sorry son
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| And if I make it out
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| I’ll send a note
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| Instructing you
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| Detailing how to reach the sun
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| He took a step
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| He crouched and leapt
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| And as he fell
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| He muttered words
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| His last breathe
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| He said
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| I never wanted to be bigger than god, my nigga
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| For real
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| I just wanted to outrun my death
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| And make it out of here |