Exodus
No purpose stopping us
Mad deep no mardi gras
Proper like exodus
Smoking the finest grass
Cream of the crop
We stick the top no prop
All facts big straps
I don't care about rap
I don't care bout the fame
I'ma stay in my lane
She sniffing oz of the caine
It's so hard to maintain
And refrain from the strains
Of this life
I been wanting to die
Since like the age of 9
But I'm built to survive
Do or die I-9
i'm a thief in the night
I don't care about pride
Keep the tool on my side
Fuck your rules and your life
Get your slice in this life to suffice, alright
Interior white, no rice
Fuck the price
I'ma do what I want
I'ma do what I want, I'ma do what I want, I'ma do what I want, I'ma do what I want
No purpose stopping us
Mad deep no mardi gras
Proper like exodus
Smoking the finest grass
Running it up, longevity
Watch your life crash down, on gravity
Tryna keep my cool, keep sanity
Ancient ways, losing grip of reality
I'm aligned to the most high, wallah
Pray that I don't die young, mala
I'm in love with the guap, chase guwallah
Ride slow through the night, Impala
Bad bitch sucking dick, que mala
Stack, chase, big bag on braddahs
Keep my peace, shoot shit, on buddha
Fuck talking, I need love, need mula
Can't move if I don't got my shoota
Big boppers, big steppas, big rugas
Wet you up, separate your medulla
Talking down on the gods, you a loser
No purpose stopping us
Mad deep no mardi gras
Proper like exodus
Smoking the finest grass
Mad deep no mardi gras
Proper like exodus
Smoking the finest grass
Cream of the crop
We stick the top no prop
All facts big straps
I don't care about rap
I don't care bout the fame
I'ma stay in my lane
She sniffing oz of the caine
It's so hard to maintain
And refrain from the strains
Of this life
I been wanting to die
Since like the age of 9
But I'm built to survive
Do or die I-9
i'm a thief in the night
I don't care about pride
Keep the tool on my side
Fuck your rules and your life
Get your slice in this life to suffice, alright
Interior white, no rice
Fuck the price
I'ma do what I want
I'ma do what I want, I'ma do what I want, I'ma do what I want, I'ma do what I want
No purpose stopping us
Mad deep no mardi gras
Proper like exodus
Smoking the finest grass
Running it up, longevity
Watch your life crash down, on gravity
Tryna keep my cool, keep sanity
Ancient ways, losing grip of reality
I'm aligned to the most high, wallah
Pray that I don't die young, mala
I'm in love with the guap, chase guwallah
Ride slow through the night, Impala
Bad bitch sucking dick, que mala
Stack, chase, big bag on braddahs
Keep my peace, shoot shit, on buddha
Fuck talking, I need love, need mula
Can't move if I don't got my shoota
Big boppers, big steppas, big rugas
Wet you up, separate your medulla
Talking down on the gods, you a loser
No purpose stopping us
Mad deep no mardi gras
Proper like exodus
Smoking the finest grass
Credits
Writer(s): Roger Giron Linares, Roger Giron
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