Dark Knight
Ugh
Sipping HENNY straight from the bottle
Hai
Find me in L.A. Fuckin' wit a model
Yeah
Ugh
Sipping HENNY straight from the bottle
Hai
Ugh
Find me in LA Fukin' wit a Model
Mama there some things you don't know about me
Bout me
I'm sorry
Mama there some things you don't know about me
Bout me
I'm sorry
Papa know the apple ain't far from the tree
Ugh
I feel godly
Feel Godly
Yah
I'm sorry
Yah
I'm not sorry
But I'm godly
Look
Slow down when you approach me
Don't try and coach me unless it's bout some poultry
Yeah
I'm a ghost rider wit' a cold speech
Hot headed but you'll never hear the flow screech
Bells ringing out of time I won't weep
Kill on beats for this free craniotomy
Now what you see
An over thinker seeking might and peace
Put Gandhi and Buddha together for anology
And I don't really care what you view me as
Wit my trippy hippie thrift shopping boujee ass
Hai
To busy getting money with my hooligans
Cuz you know Punch and them
Dem a bus dem tool clear
So fuck you and ya Hoover boards
From turf wars no timeline to settle scores
Cus it was knuckles up guns tucked ready for war
Fuck school lunch I never was a good bluff
Mama there some things you don't know about me
Bout me
I'm sorry
Mama there some things you don't know about me
Bout me
I'm sorry
Papa know the apple ain't far from the tree
Hai
I feel godly
Yah
Yah
I'm sorry
But I'm godly
It's kinda funny how you dream big
Yet you never put in work like a limp dick
Haaa
Some pum pum used to half ass shit
Conned by a weak bitch you gain confidence
Suicidal thoughts on beats I try and kill myself
I'm the nicest I have ever heard from common wealth
Cliche statements I will ignore those
It's Era Gang nigga blame it on my ego
E.G.O.E.
Eyes closed sunny beaches and palm trees
Eyes open oh shit it's my reality
I'm from Brooklyn guess you know know I am traveling
Headed to a direction of where them Angeles be
L.A.
Up
I Never plan on coming down
Never
But they will try and force it when I get the crown
So I'm packing my arsenal hella heavy
Spitting Hiroshima bombs brain never empty
Ugh
Ugh
Sipping HENNY straight from the bottle
Hai
Find me in L.A Fuckin' wit a model
Yeah
Ugh
Ugh
Sipping HENNY straight from the bottle
Hai
Find me in LA Fukin' wit a Model
Sipping HENNY straight from the bottle
Hai
Find me in L.A. Fuckin' wit a model
Yeah
Ugh
Sipping HENNY straight from the bottle
Hai
Ugh
Find me in LA Fukin' wit a Model
Mama there some things you don't know about me
Bout me
I'm sorry
Mama there some things you don't know about me
Bout me
I'm sorry
Papa know the apple ain't far from the tree
Ugh
I feel godly
Feel Godly
Yah
I'm sorry
Yah
I'm not sorry
But I'm godly
Look
Slow down when you approach me
Don't try and coach me unless it's bout some poultry
Yeah
I'm a ghost rider wit' a cold speech
Hot headed but you'll never hear the flow screech
Bells ringing out of time I won't weep
Kill on beats for this free craniotomy
Now what you see
An over thinker seeking might and peace
Put Gandhi and Buddha together for anology
And I don't really care what you view me as
Wit my trippy hippie thrift shopping boujee ass
Hai
To busy getting money with my hooligans
Cuz you know Punch and them
Dem a bus dem tool clear
So fuck you and ya Hoover boards
From turf wars no timeline to settle scores
Cus it was knuckles up guns tucked ready for war
Fuck school lunch I never was a good bluff
Mama there some things you don't know about me
Bout me
I'm sorry
Mama there some things you don't know about me
Bout me
I'm sorry
Papa know the apple ain't far from the tree
Hai
I feel godly
Yah
Yah
I'm sorry
But I'm godly
It's kinda funny how you dream big
Yet you never put in work like a limp dick
Haaa
Some pum pum used to half ass shit
Conned by a weak bitch you gain confidence
Suicidal thoughts on beats I try and kill myself
I'm the nicest I have ever heard from common wealth
Cliche statements I will ignore those
It's Era Gang nigga blame it on my ego
E.G.O.E.
Eyes closed sunny beaches and palm trees
Eyes open oh shit it's my reality
I'm from Brooklyn guess you know know I am traveling
Headed to a direction of where them Angeles be
L.A.
Up
I Never plan on coming down
Never
But they will try and force it when I get the crown
So I'm packing my arsenal hella heavy
Spitting Hiroshima bombs brain never empty
Ugh
Ugh
Sipping HENNY straight from the bottle
Hai
Find me in L.A Fuckin' wit a model
Yeah
Ugh
Ugh
Sipping HENNY straight from the bottle
Hai
Find me in LA Fukin' wit a Model
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