No Relation
Within these walls I do create realities
You can't envision, livid tempers make for technicalities
Malice makers from below bewilder fuckin imbeciles
the less I do the more I know
The less I know the more I show the truth
No the fuck you're not immune
If I wanna hide the truth
You won't see me in my home
See me in my room loose ends cut
Couldn't give less fucks
My ambitions outweigh shitty
Conversations not a lot for
Contemplation
No relation
Down low work
But I still get a paycheck
So I'm gonna work
My ass to the pavement
Pain don't hurt
I don't fuck with no pain meds
Roll some earth
Light it up
Take a hit
Take a sip
Avatar with the night
But I don't need a fight so I chill
On my own
In my castle on my throne
I'm an asshole yes I know
Royalty like I'm Bino
Dress to impress
I don't flex keep it less
Only cry when I'm stressed
Why ask though?
The mess in my head
Won't recede till' I'm dead
Or I add a couple commas to my cash flow
Fresh bitch I'm crest
Keep my shoulders on my head
And my heels up above on the dashboard
Nevertheless
Never the best
If you're friend or foe to me
I might be on slow recede
Hardly ever sober see
Pride
Indulgence
If you fuckin with it sip up on your potion
If you hate it then you bottle your emotions
Get your wrath out baby what you smoking
Get your sloth on 14 in the morning
Wake up feeling gorgeous
Cash flow is enormous
Lust on left side
And it makes me feel important
Wanna live a life outside of this boredom
(Got my fuckin s-)
You can't envision, livid tempers make for technicalities
Malice makers from below bewilder fuckin imbeciles
the less I do the more I know
The less I know the more I show the truth
No the fuck you're not immune
If I wanna hide the truth
You won't see me in my home
See me in my room loose ends cut
Couldn't give less fucks
My ambitions outweigh shitty
Conversations not a lot for
Contemplation
No relation
Down low work
But I still get a paycheck
So I'm gonna work
My ass to the pavement
Pain don't hurt
I don't fuck with no pain meds
Roll some earth
Light it up
Take a hit
Take a sip
Avatar with the night
But I don't need a fight so I chill
On my own
In my castle on my throne
I'm an asshole yes I know
Royalty like I'm Bino
Dress to impress
I don't flex keep it less
Only cry when I'm stressed
Why ask though?
The mess in my head
Won't recede till' I'm dead
Or I add a couple commas to my cash flow
Fresh bitch I'm crest
Keep my shoulders on my head
And my heels up above on the dashboard
Nevertheless
Never the best
If you're friend or foe to me
I might be on slow recede
Hardly ever sober see
Pride
Indulgence
If you fuckin with it sip up on your potion
If you hate it then you bottle your emotions
Get your wrath out baby what you smoking
Get your sloth on 14 in the morning
Wake up feeling gorgeous
Cash flow is enormous
Lust on left side
And it makes me feel important
Wanna live a life outside of this boredom
(Got my fuckin s-)
Credits
Writer(s): Carter Wade
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