Sirens
Um, look
I pray for higher favor
No lie or hesitatin'
No time is not for wastin'
No sittin' round or waitin'
Excuse my rude introduction, I'm not a people person
Recently reacquaintin' my cadence is kingly banter
I black the fuck out and change, my new name is Eric Bana
Affect the culture like Iverson, he's the fuckin' Answer
We're talkin' practicin' persistence
A perfectionist perfecting his profession
Insistin' they peep the messages
Like oh, it's such a lovely day, it's a blessin' to be here
I used to think I fail at this but now I'm on some Pharaoh shit
My ten commandments, it's mandatory you check the referendum
Reprimandin' I stand alone as somethin' you can't avoid
A man of few words, my nigga fuck what you heard
I spit that rhetoric ahead of these regulatory sedatives
The way these niggas grind, it's low tide, a sign of the times
I compose my sentences like they editorial segments, lawd
Young nigga with a dollar and a dream
Tryna get it in the million necessary my nigga
I ain't worried 'bout another motherfucker
I've been focused in the zone, do you get it my nigga
Levitate and float away, I'm tryna leave now, now
I elevated and I'm gonna shut the beat down, down
I came back in, stayed movin', no slackin'
Pay attention, no lackin'
Before we make you tap in, oh
I got the focus right, I'm zonin' in, I see my goal
My vision straight, my feeling's great
I will verbally castrate
The pastor say you pass the safe
It's past the point of passive pleasantries
I'm pretty sure you're done
This painstakin' pageantry is masterfully demonstrated
The stain of degradation, bangin' like a kick drum
This one's an exception
Grants an example of proper grammar
And granted I know I'm biased
Like Pontius Pilate condemnin' it, lawd
Young nigga with a dollar and a dream
Tryna get it in the million necessary my nigga
I ain't worried 'bout another mothafucker
I've been focused in the zone, do you get it my nigga
Levitate and float away, I'm tryna leave now
I elevated and I'm gonna shut the beat down
I came back in, stayed movin', no slackin'
Pay attention, no lackin'
Before we make you tap in, oh
I pray for higher favor
No lie or hesitatin'
No time is not for wastin'
No sittin' round or waitin'
Excuse my rude introduction, I'm not a people person
Recently reacquaintin' my cadence is kingly banter
I black the fuck out and change, my new name is Eric Bana
Affect the culture like Iverson, he's the fuckin' Answer
We're talkin' practicin' persistence
A perfectionist perfecting his profession
Insistin' they peep the messages
Like oh, it's such a lovely day, it's a blessin' to be here
I used to think I fail at this but now I'm on some Pharaoh shit
My ten commandments, it's mandatory you check the referendum
Reprimandin' I stand alone as somethin' you can't avoid
A man of few words, my nigga fuck what you heard
I spit that rhetoric ahead of these regulatory sedatives
The way these niggas grind, it's low tide, a sign of the times
I compose my sentences like they editorial segments, lawd
Young nigga with a dollar and a dream
Tryna get it in the million necessary my nigga
I ain't worried 'bout another motherfucker
I've been focused in the zone, do you get it my nigga
Levitate and float away, I'm tryna leave now, now
I elevated and I'm gonna shut the beat down, down
I came back in, stayed movin', no slackin'
Pay attention, no lackin'
Before we make you tap in, oh
I got the focus right, I'm zonin' in, I see my goal
My vision straight, my feeling's great
I will verbally castrate
The pastor say you pass the safe
It's past the point of passive pleasantries
I'm pretty sure you're done
This painstakin' pageantry is masterfully demonstrated
The stain of degradation, bangin' like a kick drum
This one's an exception
Grants an example of proper grammar
And granted I know I'm biased
Like Pontius Pilate condemnin' it, lawd
Young nigga with a dollar and a dream
Tryna get it in the million necessary my nigga
I ain't worried 'bout another mothafucker
I've been focused in the zone, do you get it my nigga
Levitate and float away, I'm tryna leave now
I elevated and I'm gonna shut the beat down
I came back in, stayed movin', no slackin'
Pay attention, no lackin'
Before we make you tap in, oh
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Writer(s): Brandon Michael Perry
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