#MOODS
These people dont know who they fucking with
Yeah im high yeah i flew, you're a swine, a pig
Don't fuck with my music, don't say I'm sick
The Move they aint fucking my clique
Just look, they all on my richard
They got out their camera they wanna take pictures
Life is a trip, well im on an adventure
With all those fake smiles you need u some dentures
Yeah, Bchee in the room so you know it's vibe
This is that #Moods, you gone reach for the sky
She send me some nudes, man she fuck with The Light
The whole planet doomed, i feel so alive
What's a god to a king? what's a king to a god?
Okay, ive been gone for a week
And im talkin real gone, oh lord
Yeah crack a smile
Ill crack a bottle on your head with power
Comme des garçon, don't wear Eddie Bauer
Minuteman, getting paid for the hour, huh
I'm with the
I'm with the sh-
I'm with the shits, it's Morfēn
I'm quality, yeah I'm a verbal disease
I'm why Arizona always full of heat
Yeah
So underestimate me
I am the light, blind you, you can't see
No i dont act, but I'll make a big a scene
I dont sip water, i sip kerosone
Yeah i am the truth and you guys dont believe it
Throw up deuces Morfēn, now bulemic
Once i kill the pussy, go 'head and grieve it
All this drip one me, i need me a kleenex
Yeah i rolling with heathens
I guess we got something in common
In the sense, but not it ain't sense
I swear you guys only talk shit in the comments
I come off as modest, I'm Christopher Wallace
I fuck with the mood, feelin so demonic
She puts double D, yeah in the word goddess
You in the building im about to demolish
Yeah im nuclear bomb; a global disaster
Fucking... nevermind im a bastard
Smokin exotic, with exotic pole dancers
You guys are bad for my health you is cancer
You guys don't got it on lock, need a password
You guys so toxic, are causing a hazard
You guys don't live in the stu and own ur masters
You guys dont go hard please lower your standards
Im Draco Malfoy with the flick of the wrist
Adam Warlock with the gems on his fist
You passed me the blunt and that shit never hit
Yves St. Laurent if you check out the drip
CuZ, i walk in the room and my girl right besides me
Bitch i got Stormbreaker hit you with lightning
Live from the 9, I'm the light. this enlightenment
People change, things change, even the climate
These people dont know who they fucking with
Yeah im high yeah i flew, you're a swine, a pig
Don't fuck with my music, don't say I'm sick
The Move they aint fucking my clique
Just look, they all on my richard
They got out their camera they wanna take pictures
Life is a trip, well im on an adventure
With all those fake smiles you need u some dentures
Yeah, Bchee in the room so you know it's vibe
This is that #Moods, you gone reach for the sky
She send me some nudes, man she fuck with The Light
The whole planet doomed, i feel so alive
M-Morfēn starting no trends im not trendsetter
Bitch I've been rapping since Thompson's old set up
I get up, its better, you best get your bread up
The haters fucking up your day cuz you let 'em
Okay, we never bend,
You want you a verse? you better have ends
Pull up in a GT-R never a Benz,
We smoking that loud, the nugs small, but they dense
Bitch I've snapping since Ether with Renz
We smoking that Runtz, you smoking that stress
The country might go to shit, might go to Mex
You piss me off and you might not get text bitch
Yeah im high yeah i flew, you're a swine, a pig
Don't fuck with my music, don't say I'm sick
The Move they aint fucking my clique
Just look, they all on my richard
They got out their camera they wanna take pictures
Life is a trip, well im on an adventure
With all those fake smiles you need u some dentures
Yeah, Bchee in the room so you know it's vibe
This is that #Moods, you gone reach for the sky
She send me some nudes, man she fuck with The Light
The whole planet doomed, i feel so alive
What's a god to a king? what's a king to a god?
Okay, ive been gone for a week
And im talkin real gone, oh lord
Yeah crack a smile
Ill crack a bottle on your head with power
Comme des garçon, don't wear Eddie Bauer
Minuteman, getting paid for the hour, huh
I'm with the
I'm with the sh-
I'm with the shits, it's Morfēn
I'm quality, yeah I'm a verbal disease
I'm why Arizona always full of heat
Yeah
So underestimate me
I am the light, blind you, you can't see
No i dont act, but I'll make a big a scene
I dont sip water, i sip kerosone
Yeah i am the truth and you guys dont believe it
Throw up deuces Morfēn, now bulemic
Once i kill the pussy, go 'head and grieve it
All this drip one me, i need me a kleenex
Yeah i rolling with heathens
I guess we got something in common
In the sense, but not it ain't sense
I swear you guys only talk shit in the comments
I come off as modest, I'm Christopher Wallace
I fuck with the mood, feelin so demonic
She puts double D, yeah in the word goddess
You in the building im about to demolish
Yeah im nuclear bomb; a global disaster
Fucking... nevermind im a bastard
Smokin exotic, with exotic pole dancers
You guys are bad for my health you is cancer
You guys don't got it on lock, need a password
You guys so toxic, are causing a hazard
You guys don't live in the stu and own ur masters
You guys dont go hard please lower your standards
Im Draco Malfoy with the flick of the wrist
Adam Warlock with the gems on his fist
You passed me the blunt and that shit never hit
Yves St. Laurent if you check out the drip
CuZ, i walk in the room and my girl right besides me
Bitch i got Stormbreaker hit you with lightning
Live from the 9, I'm the light. this enlightenment
People change, things change, even the climate
These people dont know who they fucking with
Yeah im high yeah i flew, you're a swine, a pig
Don't fuck with my music, don't say I'm sick
The Move they aint fucking my clique
Just look, they all on my richard
They got out their camera they wanna take pictures
Life is a trip, well im on an adventure
With all those fake smiles you need u some dentures
Yeah, Bchee in the room so you know it's vibe
This is that #Moods, you gone reach for the sky
She send me some nudes, man she fuck with The Light
The whole planet doomed, i feel so alive
M-Morfēn starting no trends im not trendsetter
Bitch I've been rapping since Thompson's old set up
I get up, its better, you best get your bread up
The haters fucking up your day cuz you let 'em
Okay, we never bend,
You want you a verse? you better have ends
Pull up in a GT-R never a Benz,
We smoking that loud, the nugs small, but they dense
Bitch I've snapping since Ether with Renz
We smoking that Runtz, you smoking that stress
The country might go to shit, might go to Mex
You piss me off and you might not get text bitch
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