Spiritual

A-N-V-I-L

Never in this world did I think my life would change
When you getting money, tell me what's the price of fame
I'm married to the game, I put stones all on the ring
Before I let a nigga get me, I'll go out with a bang
All them lonely nights I was serving in the H
And all them cloudy days, we done made it through the rain
Pulling up big body, swerving in the range
And niggas ain't gone hit about it, I done seen some things

Something to drink to, something to think to
Tripping on my past when I really don't need to
Should've been in class, I was out smoking weed though
Time been moving fast, now I've grown with my people
We was on the Ave, act a ass is what we did
Nitra had that bag, D was trying to make weed flip
Peso took his last breath and I had to see this
Lived a fast life, lot of nights they was sleepless

I can't even tell if my struggle was meaningful
If it really mattered, then what did it mean to you?
Lately I been traveling, been gone for a week or two
Redirect my mind, I ain't even trying to beef with dudes
VVS's shining for real, you can see the proof
I opened up my eyes like I'm trying to play peekaboo
Open up your mind, why you care what they think of you?
I been on a rise and my vibe been real spiritual

They talk behind my back but they smile when I'm in the room
Niggas always talk but I won't do no interviews
Based on what I do, you can tell if I'm feeling you
You ain't got a bust down, I ain't really into you
The love it wasn't valid, so I ain't gone trip on you
Now I got a status, you feel like I'm dissing you
Relations in the past and now I have to shit on you
Bitches talking bad about me, that shit is typical

Me and you are not the same as a synonym
I'ma let y'all get a taste of my cinnamon
In the trap whipping yay, bitch I been on this
I'ma let y'all get my tape in a month or two
As of late, I ain't worried about these other dudes
But it's straight, I'm just trying to take another route
Two door Rolls, I be floating in a coupe
Three, four hoes, I be rolling with a group

Intergalactic, initially rapping
Straight out of Section Five, we came from trapping
Dubs in the shoebox, dope in the mattress
Blood came with two Glocks, nigga what's brackin?
They life is a movie cause they just be acting
I came through shooting like I had a camera
Handyman, bitch I keep me a hammer
Taliban when a nigga start blamming



Credits
Writer(s): Michael Errar
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