Sow (Confronting Self)

You ain't got the money I ain't got time
You got a hot song
Stop lying
So many words still you not trying
Like 800 no hotline
I'm dying
Laughing at you
Woman of the year with an Adams apples
C'mon man this cant be life
Now I'm dropping dead like the afterlife
Tripping out like I'm on shrooms
Half an acid tab in a small room
Losing my high pop a volume
Busy lines know the lord'll call soon
I'm a real power hitter now in juicing up
If you a real counterfeit then I'll blue em up
Bottom feeder took poor portions then I blew em up
With that explosive not a shortage course I knew the plug

Reap what you sow best be speaking what you're knowing right
People want the static oh they treat me like a poltergeist
See me when you see me on that moment oh you know the light
Blind lead the blind we all die and right before your sight

I need the money like you need beats
Working on my A game no freebies
Killjoy on a mean streak
Simple rhyme you can't see me
How many times have I heard that
Your best line ain't on my worst track
Knock it off like a purse snatched
Come to find out it ain't worth jack
Y'all fools gold
Extremities on a pooh bear
Putos
When it gets grim know talk is cheap
If I say I reap know I do sow
Excuse yo self out out the pic
Before I crop you out you not about the click
Here the tic boom
Won't miss you
And by your friends and fam shit I doubt you're missed

Reap what you sow best be speaking what you're knowing right
People want the static oh they treat me like a poltergeist
See me when you see me on that moment oh you know the light
Blind lead the blind we all die and right before your sight

I'm wanting the money you're wanting my soul
Maybe we could work something out
Hand me the sickle put on the cloak
Angel's demons I'ma run em out
Never pick sides it's a thin line
Between love and hate so they dick ride
Thinking if we coo they wont get what's due
And if they cross me I'll let the shit slide
No rules to the game of death your soul is moved when I take your breath
This the way you made your bed
This lullaby make sure you're laid to rest
Won't tuck em in bring em out
This a nightmare noone hear you scream or shout
I don't fight fair I'll make sure you see those doubts
I know you're quite scared looking at your dream sold out
Looks like fear made you u turn
So bitch made what have earned
Minds a big waste when will fools learn
See the lit flame let the fuel burn

Reap what you sow best be speaking what you're knowing right
People want the static oh they treat me like a poltergeist
See me when you see me on that moment oh you know the light
Blind lead the blind we all die and right before your sight



Credits
Writer(s): David Castorena
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