God's Breath

Moving moving moving and we never gonna stop it
It's Butch man baby and I'm always on topic
Hurry MF if you wanna catch up to me
I'm Sikker than any individual spitting pitiful
These suckers sweet like a cinnamon roll
Pop a tootsie on the low so her man don't know
Tack goals on the walls of Gods breath
We honest
And leaving out the shit that pulled us down
So we saw dust
In any sinners eye
You can synthesize a vibe
But this energy I improvise is endlessly supplied
Yo
I'm all grind while you pinkies pork rind
I'm the reason woman wear their clothes tight
Life is all right

That ain't all wrong
I was right all along
From the flights to the songs
From the slice to the pot
MF I been nonchalant
Killing lames
I administer diligence for the pain ya

MF

MF

Hashtag MuzeSikkEveryDay

Lil bitch

Next 5 years bet we meet up at the junction
Your eyes tell the truth
Your disappointed with your function

So I say change that
Switch it up
Rearrange that

We can all be a billionaire
Like swear
I swear theres like a billion here
Like a billion hairs
And the planets ahead
Evolution
We keep it moving

Some of us act like we know exactly what were doing
Some of us are stupid
Then theres a few
Me and you
Who knew
Tsunami woulda happened

And it did
That's in the past tense
But when I typed it
I was chilling in the past tense
Now I'm past tense
I'm chilling in the vastness
No sleep i don't even own a mattress



Credits
Writer(s): Jonathan Paulson
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