Opps
Thats that voice that voice that be poppin
Hoppin, knocking all on my case
Hear him mocking my every move til nothing ever feels safe
Aint no option for stopping
Know that death is coming this way
And when i look it in the eyes, crack a smile
And then we pray, say O LORD
I live my life like a bard
Who sing in riddles and murmur about how life is so hard
I thought they fucked up my cards
I took them jokers to heart
I went from trippin to spittin calL me that nigga charizard
The flamest stoner at being a loner
Donor of weed
Moving allegedly
I pay my rent with that tree
I should've been dead but baby i live phenomenally
Lets break this break and then credit to all anomalies
Been casting spells with my verbs
To get these demons to curb
Enthusiasm
The chasm between my actions and worlds
Is part of the problem
I'm mobbing with super models and herbs
Dont know no throttle or bottle to stop a nigga
From flying up with the birds
My people dying by thirds
I smoke and drink all my herbs
I am the shepherd to herds
Found the pasture we after
Is hidden deep within laughter
I aint no nigga or kaffer
This boy gon put you deep up in the dirt
Said this boy gon bout you deep up in the dirt
Said this boy gon out you deep in the dirt
Said this boy gon put you deep up in the...
Hoppin, knocking all on my case
Hear him mocking my every move til nothing ever feels safe
Aint no option for stopping
Know that death is coming this way
And when i look it in the eyes, crack a smile
And then we pray, say O LORD
I live my life like a bard
Who sing in riddles and murmur about how life is so hard
I thought they fucked up my cards
I took them jokers to heart
I went from trippin to spittin calL me that nigga charizard
The flamest stoner at being a loner
Donor of weed
Moving allegedly
I pay my rent with that tree
I should've been dead but baby i live phenomenally
Lets break this break and then credit to all anomalies
Been casting spells with my verbs
To get these demons to curb
Enthusiasm
The chasm between my actions and worlds
Is part of the problem
I'm mobbing with super models and herbs
Dont know no throttle or bottle to stop a nigga
From flying up with the birds
My people dying by thirds
I smoke and drink all my herbs
I am the shepherd to herds
Found the pasture we after
Is hidden deep within laughter
I aint no nigga or kaffer
This boy gon put you deep up in the dirt
Said this boy gon bout you deep up in the dirt
Said this boy gon out you deep in the dirt
Said this boy gon put you deep up in the...
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Writer(s): Lance Washington
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