Wonder
Wonder if I'll be the goat
Puttin my face in some pennies
Nothing supporting my hope
Fingernail's dirty as any
Karma is coming to get me
Trauma I said it already
Butterflies inside my belly
Negative energy in my Environment What are you tellin me
Shawty I came from the slums
Wrote my name in the stones
City of angels I'm from
They love my story I'm on
All of this cake from the crumbs
Cutting my grass when it grows
I see the snakes when they come
Go go go away
Go go go away
Go go go away
Wonder if I'll make reality
Make me a salary
All of these amateurs
Wanna just battle me
I'm like a black belt In
Assault and battery
I know you feel me like gravity
I know you feel me like gravity
All of your hands held
At tables with families
Almighty tellin my fables ain't fantasy
Evil eye bracelet
Keeps breaking up randomly
Mama said
She couldn't fucking handle me
She said
She couldn't fucking handle me
Go go go away
Go go go away
Go go go away
Just another dream, undercover Things It's getting scary
Can't fall asleep they follow me
To Cemeteries
Hear them calling me
Ears always ring, Commentaries
Eerie like a scene, paranormal things
So many theories
God only knows
If this Odyssey I'm on
Got all these ghost that are hiding in My room
Talking to me in my sleep
Jesus piece around my neck
Got me walking in my sleep
Follow me Inside my neck
Of the Wood I wish u would
Look who I came with
My Lunatics dangerous huh
Looking for new ways to say that I say It with love
Was it tha way that I mug
Nobody gave him a fuck
You said he ain't one of us
I'll make u take it in blood
Go go go away
Go go go away
Go go go away
Go go go away
Go go go away
Go go go away
I'm wondering thangs
One of those days
It's one of those things, I can't explain
Lost in this place, I can't relate
I'm in a race, am I too late
I'm wondering thangs
One of those days
It's one of those things, I can't explain
Lost in this place, I can't relate
I'm in a race, am I too late
Second chances don't come often
Ain't too many lebrons in Compton
Can't tell that I'm on to something
Odds against me I'm calling bluffs
Mamba with me I know all the cuts
Y'all to busy, I'm Always clutch
Try to Walk in these all black chucks
Talk to me I don't talk that much
Puttin my face in some pennies
Nothing supporting my hope
Fingernail's dirty as any
Karma is coming to get me
Trauma I said it already
Butterflies inside my belly
Negative energy in my Environment What are you tellin me
Shawty I came from the slums
Wrote my name in the stones
City of angels I'm from
They love my story I'm on
All of this cake from the crumbs
Cutting my grass when it grows
I see the snakes when they come
Go go go away
Go go go away
Go go go away
Wonder if I'll make reality
Make me a salary
All of these amateurs
Wanna just battle me
I'm like a black belt In
Assault and battery
I know you feel me like gravity
I know you feel me like gravity
All of your hands held
At tables with families
Almighty tellin my fables ain't fantasy
Evil eye bracelet
Keeps breaking up randomly
Mama said
She couldn't fucking handle me
She said
She couldn't fucking handle me
Go go go away
Go go go away
Go go go away
Just another dream, undercover Things It's getting scary
Can't fall asleep they follow me
To Cemeteries
Hear them calling me
Ears always ring, Commentaries
Eerie like a scene, paranormal things
So many theories
God only knows
If this Odyssey I'm on
Got all these ghost that are hiding in My room
Talking to me in my sleep
Jesus piece around my neck
Got me walking in my sleep
Follow me Inside my neck
Of the Wood I wish u would
Look who I came with
My Lunatics dangerous huh
Looking for new ways to say that I say It with love
Was it tha way that I mug
Nobody gave him a fuck
You said he ain't one of us
I'll make u take it in blood
Go go go away
Go go go away
Go go go away
Go go go away
Go go go away
Go go go away
I'm wondering thangs
One of those days
It's one of those things, I can't explain
Lost in this place, I can't relate
I'm in a race, am I too late
I'm wondering thangs
One of those days
It's one of those things, I can't explain
Lost in this place, I can't relate
I'm in a race, am I too late
Second chances don't come often
Ain't too many lebrons in Compton
Can't tell that I'm on to something
Odds against me I'm calling bluffs
Mamba with me I know all the cuts
Y'all to busy, I'm Always clutch
Try to Walk in these all black chucks
Talk to me I don't talk that much
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Writer(s): Brian Carrillo
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