AFTERMATH
I used to argue with my feelings
My brain was nothing but a ceiling
Now, Hendrix in control, Tommy step aside
Get ready for the fall, superego genocide
North side of Paris "18th", where the drugs at?
North side of Paris "18th", where the plugs at?
North side of Paris "18th", where the big shots at?
North side of Paris "18th", where the gift shops at?
Don't even mention it, I'll have to sanction it
'Cause ya ain't allowed to talk, you lost the war
A fair amount of what I say is raw raw raw
Should I begin my verse with a yaw yaw yaw?
Smokin' weed in public fuck the law, law, law
Two ounces in my pockets I need more more more more
Bitch nigga, don't be jealous
They never caught me 'cause I never been careless
Six figures for the fellas
I'll share the spoils of war pride in the balance
16 members in my chambers
We lost one soul, now we 15 in a palace
Yeah the brain is big and bright but there's no room for Tommy boy
All he knew was sit and cry, now Tommy boy is unemployed
All I need is unity up in my counsel
No more futilities with my pencil
Like, "Meet her, fuck her, leave her" you see? No
I used to argue with my feelings
Brain was nothing but a ceiling
Now, Hendrix in control, Tommy step aside
Get ready for the fall, superego genocide
I used to argue with my feelings
Brain was nothing but a ceiling
Now, Hendrix in control, Tommy step aside
Get ready for the fall, superego genocide
North side of Paris "18th", where the drugs at?
North side of Paris "18th", where the plugs at?
North side of Paris "18th", where the big shots at?
North side of Paris "18th", where the gift shops at?
I thought you were gone damn, washed you out on Sunday
Back in my head on Monday, like my dirty laundry
I'm done no more Gandhi, pop pop
You picked the motherfuckin' wrong day
It was fun for a while but you had it your way for too long
Hell no, I'll never leave a lost soul like you alone
You're clever but you're way too easy to roll
One joint, two joints, then you're leaving 'em all
Think about your fam, be reasonable
I can stop whenever I want
I don't need a voice telling me "Slow down" every time I ball
I felt no pleasure when I won
You didn't leave a choice, need to get rid of you, leave me alone
Ring the alarm, bring me a clone
Call it a night, now I'm so tired
Can't finish the job, my brain is on fire
Keep fillin' my cup
Ring the alarm, bring me a clone
Call it a night, now i'm so tired
Can't finish the job, my brain is on fire
Keep fillin' my cup
I used to argue with my feelings, my war was nothing but a ceiling
Now no one's in control, let's step aside
Why are we both on our own, we finna be reconciled
I used to argue with my feelings, my war was nothing but a ceiling
Now no one's in control, let's step aside
Why are we both on our own, we finna be reconciled
My brain was nothing but a ceiling
Now, Hendrix in control, Tommy step aside
Get ready for the fall, superego genocide
North side of Paris "18th", where the drugs at?
North side of Paris "18th", where the plugs at?
North side of Paris "18th", where the big shots at?
North side of Paris "18th", where the gift shops at?
Don't even mention it, I'll have to sanction it
'Cause ya ain't allowed to talk, you lost the war
A fair amount of what I say is raw raw raw
Should I begin my verse with a yaw yaw yaw?
Smokin' weed in public fuck the law, law, law
Two ounces in my pockets I need more more more more
Bitch nigga, don't be jealous
They never caught me 'cause I never been careless
Six figures for the fellas
I'll share the spoils of war pride in the balance
16 members in my chambers
We lost one soul, now we 15 in a palace
Yeah the brain is big and bright but there's no room for Tommy boy
All he knew was sit and cry, now Tommy boy is unemployed
All I need is unity up in my counsel
No more futilities with my pencil
Like, "Meet her, fuck her, leave her" you see? No
I used to argue with my feelings
Brain was nothing but a ceiling
Now, Hendrix in control, Tommy step aside
Get ready for the fall, superego genocide
I used to argue with my feelings
Brain was nothing but a ceiling
Now, Hendrix in control, Tommy step aside
Get ready for the fall, superego genocide
North side of Paris "18th", where the drugs at?
North side of Paris "18th", where the plugs at?
North side of Paris "18th", where the big shots at?
North side of Paris "18th", where the gift shops at?
I thought you were gone damn, washed you out on Sunday
Back in my head on Monday, like my dirty laundry
I'm done no more Gandhi, pop pop
You picked the motherfuckin' wrong day
It was fun for a while but you had it your way for too long
Hell no, I'll never leave a lost soul like you alone
You're clever but you're way too easy to roll
One joint, two joints, then you're leaving 'em all
Think about your fam, be reasonable
I can stop whenever I want
I don't need a voice telling me "Slow down" every time I ball
I felt no pleasure when I won
You didn't leave a choice, need to get rid of you, leave me alone
Ring the alarm, bring me a clone
Call it a night, now I'm so tired
Can't finish the job, my brain is on fire
Keep fillin' my cup
Ring the alarm, bring me a clone
Call it a night, now i'm so tired
Can't finish the job, my brain is on fire
Keep fillin' my cup
I used to argue with my feelings, my war was nothing but a ceiling
Now no one's in control, let's step aside
Why are we both on our own, we finna be reconciled
I used to argue with my feelings, my war was nothing but a ceiling
Now no one's in control, let's step aside
Why are we both on our own, we finna be reconciled
Credits
Writer(s): Jessica Jane Rebecca Sharman, Brian Mann, Tom Mann
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