Spoiled Fruit?

The life that you choose
You walking in truth it's nothing to loose
It's soo many views
I turn on the news it's nothing to use
I'm going within
I'm using my mind it's so much to find
I battle myself
That's two in the same but one of a kind
Love is my stage
Perform with the greats
The message is safe
Death is a phase
Return to the stars
And travel through space
What is a Stargate
The women is god don't care what you say
They made a new day
For life commence
I tell em 'Asé

The devil 'tryna cop it
My soul is not for profit
My spirit is worth more than gold
It's on me and they watching
Yea they know I got it
Fuck with me I let it go
'Shawdy 'tryna pop it
No I will not stop it
'Imma tell her ride it slow
The family we stay locked in
My circle you can't pop it
Together yea we all gone grow

Walk through this bitch with divine discernment
Move
My 3rd eye searching
As it is below it is above
You not who you thought you was
Don't neglect who you know you is
I know I ain't the first negus done told you this
Open up to eye and stay close to this
Bitch 'niggas be chirping
I got answers for they problems
Push up wit da ancestors
Divinely solve them problems
I'm good with all the gangstas and the thugs and mom and pop 'dem
This one for 'lil 'homies in the hood they my 'lil 'patnas

The devil 'tryna cop it
My soul is not for profit
My spirit is worth more than gold
It's on me and they watching
Yea they know I got it
Fuck with me I let it go
'Shawdy 'tryna pop it
No I will not stop it
'Imma tell her ride it slow
The family we stay locked in
My circle you can't pop it
Together yea we all gone grow

'Nah I don't hang with them fuck 'niggas
My spirit too aligned I don't trust 'niggas
You a 'lil Honda
I'm a truck 'nigga
When I'm toting the rock I truck 'niggas
'Niggas keep saying 'wassup 'nigga
I already told you I don't trust 'niggas
I kept it too solid with everybody
You could never call 'Gilk no fuck 'nigga
Bitch 'niggas be chirping
I got answers for they problems
Push up wit da ancestors
Divinely solve them problems
I'm good with all the gangstas and the thugs and mom and pop 'dem
This one for 'lil 'homies in the hood they my 'lil 'patnas

The devil 'tryna cop it
My soul is not for profit
My spirit is worth more than gold
It's on me and they watching
Yea they know I got it
Fuck with me I let it go
'Shawdy 'tryna pop it
No I will not stop it
'Imma tell her ride it slow
The family we stay locked in
My circle you can't pop it
Together yea we all gone grow



Credits
Writer(s): Jahi Gilkey
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