Heaven
Concept conception I'm dreaming a dream
Visions of dope & a fiend as a teen
Weed that I smoke while I'm blowing out stratus
I challenge a quo just to fuck up the status
Damn fuck up myself
Stacking backtracking my tracks on the shelf
Asking what happened
I hated myself & I hated myself & I hated myself
Woah
Talk is cheap but a net worth less
& I got pet peeves like a land lord guest
What's a man at best understand what's next
I'm going through the ringer like a gandalf quest
Know what I get in
You know what you didn't
I did it I done it
I kept it a hundred
Post it I wrote I put em on notice
The personal growth of a meme at the protist
Student influence go to talk to me stupid
I'm truant who's rapping it fluently now
Cap & a gown so go cap on me now
Have my last last laugh when this track hits the town
Back on my shit with a bag of my shit
I'm a king with the heat like lebron take his crown
Ugh
I been this way for minute
Your heads under water you dumb boujee bitches
Was writing at home way before they suspended defending myself & they still didn't listen
Yeah
That's out to weitzel the principal
Oxymoronic for having no principles
Hating on me since I walked in with mike
Give my diploma then fuck out my life
Blessings on blessings on blessings
Keep that bullshit out my presence
Set on the past can just fuck up the present
Past up my past & I'm passing a lesson
Blessings on blessings I'm blessed
Gradual graduate come for they neck
Destined for greatness & now their respect
Cuz I'm back on my shit & I'm back at my best
I just been living though
Take what you're given hoe
Feeling invincible
Soul is like indigo
Having epiphanies
Indica piff of weed
Enemy's energy never to get to me
Hate on my writtens told haters good riddance
So fuck an opinion I did what they didn't
Owning my masters I been independent
A pen & a pad & my first in a minute
Giving em records like credit established but I'm not taxing ya
Aye
I'm just saying I'm frustrated
Rip on the fattest blunt woah
Fuck up the game just like em did for practice
Attracted to madness I stumble in habits
Practice till perfect my purpose is passion
I'm passive aggressive addicted to status
Visions of dope & a fiend as a teen
Weed that I smoke while I'm blowing out stratus
I challenge a quo just to fuck up the status
Damn fuck up myself
Stacking backtracking my tracks on the shelf
Asking what happened
I hated myself & I hated myself & I hated myself
Woah
Talk is cheap but a net worth less
& I got pet peeves like a land lord guest
What's a man at best understand what's next
I'm going through the ringer like a gandalf quest
Know what I get in
You know what you didn't
I did it I done it
I kept it a hundred
Post it I wrote I put em on notice
The personal growth of a meme at the protist
Student influence go to talk to me stupid
I'm truant who's rapping it fluently now
Cap & a gown so go cap on me now
Have my last last laugh when this track hits the town
Back on my shit with a bag of my shit
I'm a king with the heat like lebron take his crown
Ugh
I been this way for minute
Your heads under water you dumb boujee bitches
Was writing at home way before they suspended defending myself & they still didn't listen
Yeah
That's out to weitzel the principal
Oxymoronic for having no principles
Hating on me since I walked in with mike
Give my diploma then fuck out my life
Blessings on blessings on blessings
Keep that bullshit out my presence
Set on the past can just fuck up the present
Past up my past & I'm passing a lesson
Blessings on blessings I'm blessed
Gradual graduate come for they neck
Destined for greatness & now their respect
Cuz I'm back on my shit & I'm back at my best
I just been living though
Take what you're given hoe
Feeling invincible
Soul is like indigo
Having epiphanies
Indica piff of weed
Enemy's energy never to get to me
Hate on my writtens told haters good riddance
So fuck an opinion I did what they didn't
Owning my masters I been independent
A pen & a pad & my first in a minute
Giving em records like credit established but I'm not taxing ya
Aye
I'm just saying I'm frustrated
Rip on the fattest blunt woah
Fuck up the game just like em did for practice
Attracted to madness I stumble in habits
Practice till perfect my purpose is passion
I'm passive aggressive addicted to status
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Writer(s): Zach Pogue
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