Solarbeam

Okay, yeah

Either overthink or say fuck that
Shit crazy I wonder where the love at
Life gone in a flash, you where be the doves at in a second
Protect ya neck
Niggas be flaw, so they extra flex
Too much cap, need a exorcist
My head spin, I can't live check to check
I can't the stress the mess
Cling to the message, I value the present
Them fuck niggas never even realized the essence
Y'all gotta pay to step inside my prescience
Hell nah, ain't no way Rey giving presents
I'm takin it all, flaking gone fall
Y'all gotta realize they snaking us all
Garden of Eden with vibes of The Fall, damn
Gave me a reason to the give 'em hell
Cook up infeasible, cant you tell
Oil and they water they never mix

Fuck yo dap, pay the severance
Hit the stage and get hella lit
Used to hit hella lick
Bitch I'm Bill Bellamy, damn
Bitch, this ain't no flash in the pan, shit
I pass the test no exam
Afterwards I'ma need least a gram
Aperture on my future, no cam
Feel like sunlight get spun from hands

I'ma get what I want, ain't no pressure
Keeping doubt out my vision, I'm next up
Been exerting my energy, spewing out memories
Sent to me, now I'm a Mecca
Keep my checks up, peeping pockets of gold I can't rest now
She asking for more cause she love when I leave
Passionate macking, I'm back now
Whole sack get attacked in a pat down
Can't lax when I'm asked to be strapped down
I attack with my racks in the background
Gotta need to be clean in the crack house
Fends on my lap now, treading a path to be celebrated
Ain't no cracks in my back cause I've elevated
Hesitating gone get you but keep your patience
Can't imagine, my magic could feed all the masses, I'm here

Fuck yo dap, pay the severance
Hit the stage and get hella lit
Used to hit hella lick
Bitch I'm Bill Bellamy, damn
Bitch, this ain't no flash in the pan, shit
I pass the test no exam
Afterwards I'ma need least a gram
Aperture on my future, no cam
Feel like sunlight get spun from hands

Fuck yo dap, pay the severance
Hit the stage and get hella lit
Used to hit hella lick
Bitch I'm Bill Bellamy, damn
Bitch, this ain't no flash in the pan, shit
I pass the test no exam
Afterwards I'ma need least a gram



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Writer(s): Erik Tuft, Carla Brown
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