Panic

I see embers in the sky that furnish the mountain views
Hell is on the rise uncover the holy truth
I'm afraid of dying young
The spoil of my youth
Palisades and open gates surrounding the new recruit
Ima dreamer nothin less
The fuck is getting rest
A promise back in college
While my Momma's at her desk
She worried I invest
I ignored the many signs
Yeah this shit one of a kind
Like To Pimp a Butterfly
Influential to the kid a hell of an idea
I paid it some attention way back when
Way back (way back when way back)
I will sin I repent
Going in never dip
Going high Boeing fly going I
(Going I)
Going live don't stray far
Hit a lick no escape car
Small pad but like eight cars
Good neighbors like Statefarm
I'm going dark on radar
Hop in the whip push start
No badge like unmarked
On BBS or Fifteen 52 a baggy scraper
Boogie with that icky icky wooh raw paper
Promise that in 2022
I know some acrobatics
They flippin' backwards on they word its automatic
They 'bout as good as a pillow in a casket uh

I digress I put my bread up in a basket (uh)
Put that in the safe behind the cabinet (uh)
Right next to that .40 and a scanner (yeah)
Paranoid I think they in a
I digress I put my bread up in a basket (woah)
Put that in the safe behind the cabinet (yeah)
Right next to that .40 and a scanner (uh)
Paranoid I think they in a panic



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Writer(s): Colby C., Colby Hulet
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