ChilL OUT

I'm talking dime bags and
And double cups
Red flags and folded bucks
Full mags in chevy trucks
And Zig zags to roll dis up

Gang tags and angel dust
Blunts passed to feel dat rush
Pants sag while niggas cuss
So break fast when pistols buss

I'm a young man still in the body Of adolescence
Don't know what I'm posed to be Doing wit my presence
Stuck in grade school my fuel's Antidepressants
Swimming in kiddie pools
I drool for luminescence

I aged but i still ain grown
Packing a chrome to feel like I Ain alone

Pocket full of stones to feel like I'm on a throne
Rocking two phones just to hustle In my zone
I'm a drone

I'm stacking cabbage but I'm still Trynna manage cuz i carry Baggage
I thought dis scene was the Passage to defy the average

Rocking dis bling like a king
Cuz I'm chasing lavish
Trynna establish
My chalice

Nothings phasing
What am I chasing
Bullet casings
Never embracing
I'm steady pacing
Body is shaking
Am i wasting
Steps retracing

Feels like
I just walked in a hell cell wit Shackles
Like I'm stuck down in a well
Selling wit jackals

Was hungry for dis life so i ate Poison apples
Now I have to live wit dis strife
Ain no chapels

My choice to roll hella dice
Really didn't suffice
The price of inhaling vices
Isn't rice
Ice and dem cool devices
Are really nice
Was enticed by dat upper life Hungry for a slice

Despite
Looking bright at night
The light
Excites
But on sight it bites wit might
This hike really got me tripping I'm psyched
I must be whipping left cuz i Ain All right

I'm talking dime bags and
And double cups
Black flags and folded bucks
Full mags in chevy trucks
And Zig zags to roll dis up

Gang tags and angel dust
Blunts passed to feel dat rush
Pants sag while niggas cuss
So break fast when pistols buss

Gunshot echoes filling the night Sky
Over moonlit meadows
Letting them souls fly
To me it feels mellow
Cellos replace cries
Everyday i say hello
I pedal by street guys

They rock gold chains and they Whips so clean
Got tats on the veins
Bloodstains on they jeans
They in they own lane
And they grills so mean
They barely know my name
But they reign like kings

Pushing keys in they lacs wit bad Bitches
Wit pissed off stacks of racks dat Mad riches
Body bags dat get dragged in Back ditches
Iron clad wit comrades my deep Wishes

Since i was a lil bug i wanted to Tote drugs
Move like a thug for hugs and mo
Love so i kept a mean mug and Shrugged to feel smug
I was more like a dove dat vibe Fit like a glove

Didn't een understand I was Living so smooth
Even though we ain have cash For the gas or some food
Didn't een make it to class cuz My Ass was a fool
Was blind by living fast
Selling hash for some shoes

It Was a fantasy

Living in dream worlds
Ways from humanity

My mind warped and distant in Other galaxies
Trynna abort the dork
In my anatomy
Trynna contort my fort defying Gravity
My mental strategy was torqued from reality
Thought i would magically
Distort my capacity
By chasing sanity in court or
Tenacity right then i tragically Supported my fatality

I'm talking dime bags and
And double cups
Black flags and folded bucks
Full mags in chevy trucks
And Zig zags to roll dis up

Gang tags and angel dust
Blunts passed to feel dat rush
Pants sag while niggas cuss
So break fast when pistols buss