Force Sensitive
It's automatic then
Yea, yea
It's automatic then
Three lights ahead of them
Walk in the booth it's like Pryce got a frag on him
Hop on the sticks and these niggas start lagging then
He out of touch I knew he wasn't passionate
Up like a harrier, pen on Sean Garret them
You can't sit close to me too many pathogens
Coach take him out man that boy don't get no assist
I am not guilty, she don't go no evidence
Give that a emphasis, lifestyle got benefits
Don't gotta nemesis, this is not chemistry
I'm in my element, I'm trynna elevate
Josh got the medicine, I seen the future
I think I'm force sensitive
I'm a do me what the fuck is you questioning
I need my m&m's
Where is my Stan like I'm writing to Eminem
Need me a Grammy to pour the champagne huh
When I say a statement don't come with rebuttals
I'm more like the ocean you more like the puddle
I guess that's the motion, I can't sugarcoat it
I'm calling my momma, I just met the quota
I'm trying to go skrt skrt skrt
Right now I'm dressing like three licks
Just left the market on Edgewood
The sun make a young nigga feel hot
Hot like I'm cooking the crockpot
You know we plugged like the midi
I need the key to the city
Fuck it I'm calling up Diddy
Fuck it she calling me pretty
I'm in the woods man the WiFi is shitty
I'm in the A in the cut getting jiggy
When I sit court side I'm telling Trae Young to go put up 50
You stole it from me, you can keep it
I swear I don't need it
I'm guessing that comes when you over extending I'm over pretentious
I just picked up cam on the south side of 20
We got the ties on the west side of the city
Now we got to get it it's no guarantee
Just feel like everyday was a new struggle
I'm working and niggas was flaking on me
It's automatic then
Three lights ahead of them
Walk in the booth it's like Pryce got a frag on him
Hop on the sticks and these niggas start lagging then
He out of touch I knew he wasn't passionate
Up like a harrier, pen on Sean Garret them
You can't sit close to me too many pathogens
Coach take him out man that boy don't get no assist
I am not guilty, she don't go no evidence
Give that a emphasis, lifestyle got benefits
Don't gotta nemesis, this is not chemistry
I'm in my element, I'm trynna elevate
Josh got the medicine, I seen the future
I think I'm force sensitive
Imma do me what the fuck is you questioning?
I need my m&m's
Where is my Stan like I'm writing to Eminem
Need me a Grammy to pour the champagne huh
Yea, yea
It's automatic then
Three lights ahead of them
Walk in the booth it's like Pryce got a frag on him
Hop on the sticks and these niggas start lagging then
He out of touch I knew he wasn't passionate
Up like a harrier, pen on Sean Garret them
You can't sit close to me too many pathogens
Coach take him out man that boy don't get no assist
I am not guilty, she don't go no evidence
Give that a emphasis, lifestyle got benefits
Don't gotta nemesis, this is not chemistry
I'm in my element, I'm trynna elevate
Josh got the medicine, I seen the future
I think I'm force sensitive
I'm a do me what the fuck is you questioning
I need my m&m's
Where is my Stan like I'm writing to Eminem
Need me a Grammy to pour the champagne huh
When I say a statement don't come with rebuttals
I'm more like the ocean you more like the puddle
I guess that's the motion, I can't sugarcoat it
I'm calling my momma, I just met the quota
I'm trying to go skrt skrt skrt
Right now I'm dressing like three licks
Just left the market on Edgewood
The sun make a young nigga feel hot
Hot like I'm cooking the crockpot
You know we plugged like the midi
I need the key to the city
Fuck it I'm calling up Diddy
Fuck it she calling me pretty
I'm in the woods man the WiFi is shitty
I'm in the A in the cut getting jiggy
When I sit court side I'm telling Trae Young to go put up 50
You stole it from me, you can keep it
I swear I don't need it
I'm guessing that comes when you over extending I'm over pretentious
I just picked up cam on the south side of 20
We got the ties on the west side of the city
Now we got to get it it's no guarantee
Just feel like everyday was a new struggle
I'm working and niggas was flaking on me
It's automatic then
Three lights ahead of them
Walk in the booth it's like Pryce got a frag on him
Hop on the sticks and these niggas start lagging then
He out of touch I knew he wasn't passionate
Up like a harrier, pen on Sean Garret them
You can't sit close to me too many pathogens
Coach take him out man that boy don't get no assist
I am not guilty, she don't go no evidence
Give that a emphasis, lifestyle got benefits
Don't gotta nemesis, this is not chemistry
I'm in my element, I'm trynna elevate
Josh got the medicine, I seen the future
I think I'm force sensitive
Imma do me what the fuck is you questioning?
I need my m&m's
Where is my Stan like I'm writing to Eminem
Need me a Grammy to pour the champagne huh
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