Philosophy
I might have been a philosopher in my past life
I conclude any time I can have bad night
Either dead or in jail when you have a fast life
I might have been a philosopher in my past life
I conclude any time I can have bad night
Either dead or in jail when you have a fast life
And we just trying to live better than we did last night
Give a damn if they like me but they respect me though
We travel light but believe we moving heavy though
My will is balling with 3 thousand like semi pro
Why you niggas love acting but miss the Emmys though
Let me know, designer hat to my sneakers that's head to toe
And I've been eating right, fruit salads and vegetables
She can't get enough, in love with my genitals
She loves to give me brain and she never neglects the testicles
Napoleon Hill - Think and Grow Rich is what I'm reading
Keep my mind stimulated, aid in controlling demons
Music is food for the soul, whether it's roast or vegan
Other rappers giving y'all food, but they withhold the seasoning
Keep my head held high, but yet remaining humble
Never had a criminal record but yet I stayed in trouble
You good as long as you get up, after you take a tumble
They never like when you score, but they replay the fumble
Bone Collector made me hate taxis and hated ubers
The media lies about information to cater viewers
Keep my name out ya mouth, I ain't the latest rumour
Rest in peace to everyone murdered cause of the Vegas shooter
Me and Chedda and Reapz, we in the diamond district
Then going back to the hood, convos and politicking
The block pop AR's like their Osama's children
Future trips to Japan, I'm in Osaka chilling
I just sharpen my sword ready for any action
Lyrically, I'm the greatest rapping in any faction
Lyrically, I be dropping bombs and I'm semi clapping
Literally, we still dropping bombs and we semi clapping
I always wanted that Benz never the Cadillac
Pop him in his calf then tell him to get his cattle back
Don't be getting bullied my nigga, just battle back
Matter of fact, clap him then chill and listen to battle rap
I don't have to use guns, my words are ammunition
With that mentality, prevents a lot of bad decisions
Calculate my formulas like I'm a mathematician
Black Kings and Queens rise, it's time to hack the system
I might have been a philosopher in my past life
I conclude any time I can have bad night
Either dead or in jail when you have a fast life
And we just trying to live better than we did last night
I conclude any time I can have bad night
Either dead or in jail when you have a fast life
I might have been a philosopher in my past life
I conclude any time I can have bad night
Either dead or in jail when you have a fast life
And we just trying to live better than we did last night
Give a damn if they like me but they respect me though
We travel light but believe we moving heavy though
My will is balling with 3 thousand like semi pro
Why you niggas love acting but miss the Emmys though
Let me know, designer hat to my sneakers that's head to toe
And I've been eating right, fruit salads and vegetables
She can't get enough, in love with my genitals
She loves to give me brain and she never neglects the testicles
Napoleon Hill - Think and Grow Rich is what I'm reading
Keep my mind stimulated, aid in controlling demons
Music is food for the soul, whether it's roast or vegan
Other rappers giving y'all food, but they withhold the seasoning
Keep my head held high, but yet remaining humble
Never had a criminal record but yet I stayed in trouble
You good as long as you get up, after you take a tumble
They never like when you score, but they replay the fumble
Bone Collector made me hate taxis and hated ubers
The media lies about information to cater viewers
Keep my name out ya mouth, I ain't the latest rumour
Rest in peace to everyone murdered cause of the Vegas shooter
Me and Chedda and Reapz, we in the diamond district
Then going back to the hood, convos and politicking
The block pop AR's like their Osama's children
Future trips to Japan, I'm in Osaka chilling
I just sharpen my sword ready for any action
Lyrically, I'm the greatest rapping in any faction
Lyrically, I be dropping bombs and I'm semi clapping
Literally, we still dropping bombs and we semi clapping
I always wanted that Benz never the Cadillac
Pop him in his calf then tell him to get his cattle back
Don't be getting bullied my nigga, just battle back
Matter of fact, clap him then chill and listen to battle rap
I don't have to use guns, my words are ammunition
With that mentality, prevents a lot of bad decisions
Calculate my formulas like I'm a mathematician
Black Kings and Queens rise, it's time to hack the system
I might have been a philosopher in my past life
I conclude any time I can have bad night
Either dead or in jail when you have a fast life
And we just trying to live better than we did last night
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