Collide (feat. Zyco)

I'm down on my knees
Talking to god
The demons are calling my soul
Dig up a hole
I'm facing the trails
Yeah my niqqa that's for sure
Well I'm the the finne
You gotta believe
From the real
You took my bitch
Well that's a lie
Guess what
I'm not surprised
Cubic and I had to collide
First is money and pride
Fuck Bonnie and Clyde
Give me what's mine
We Moving with time
But We Collide
Haters Collide
Bitches Collide
Friends do collide

Yeah yeah
Had some funeral blues
Right in the sky
What you gon do
My angels and demons collide
Well I cried
I have Jesus's heart
Don't tear it apart
I'm the shooting star
What you on about
Covered by clouds
I'm rolling with owls
Damn she's loud
I gotta check you out
Wanna be my spouse
Better watch your mouth
They gon make you pout
Lemme help you out
I'm pleasing the crowd
Lemme make you proud
They haunt you down
I wanna wear the crown
I gotta see you bounce
Fucking in the lounge
Right on the couch
Why you having doubts
I wanna leave the stains
And the remains
Never had it plain
You got a plan
Let me know

Yeah
Let me know
I pull up with a jet
And I ski
I don't know
These bitches wanna suck on my dick
I tell them to pull through
And just collide on this dick
Oh my god
They made me feel alive
Not surprised, I'm in my zone
Bitch don't call my phone
Baby please don't waste my time
We colliding on this beat
We don't cap and we don't beef
If you want beef, then you gon eat
Say my name up in these streets
I don't lie
The chance of getting head
Is on a 10
But now then they're my friends
But Steezy hit me up and collide on this beat
(Yeah, yeah) (Goofy Steezy) that's my slime, that's slime that's my family

I'm down on my knees
Talking to god
The demons are calling my soul
Dig up a hole
I'm facing the trails
Yeah my niqqa that's for sure
Well I'm the the finne
You gotta believe
From the real
You took my bitch
Well that's a lie
Guess what
I'm not surprised
Cubic and I had to collide
First is money and pride
Fuck Bonnie and Clyde
Give me what's mine
We Moving with time
But We Collide
Haters Collide
Bitches Collide
Friends do collide

Yeah yeah
She's begging me please
I told her to leave
She wants to be with me
You cramping my sleeves
I need some peace
My dick is obese
I feel like you don't believe
Baby open up so that I gotta release
I wanna be part of your nominees
Fuck this virus I wanna go viral
I gotta fetch my title
She sounds like a pirate
With the spirals
I'm on the road to the riches
Got no time for these bitches
I had to collide with the witches
Hell yeah I need my figures
You need to drop down your knickers
They see goofy walking down
Asking for pictures
Hitting my Dms
Telling me to reach them
I'm feeling like biggie
It's not that easy
To be Goofy Steezy



Credits
Writer(s): Itumeleng Thosago
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