Hijaz

Sometimes I wonder if God's testing me
Sending them trials back to back like a navy fleet
Maybe he warning the ego in me
You can't do everything alone can't you see

Go ahead, call your Maker
Let em know you down bad
Go ahead, ball the paper
Let em know you ball mad
Pixie sticks, alchemized
Sensories all over
She lick her lips, Alcatraz
Allurements all over

Couple months in the desert
Testing Sins, it's an exert
Hypnotized, eyes faded
Analyzed, Dehydrated
Talkin iris, blandishments
Around my neck, anaconda
Stalkin laurus, famishment
Surround the check like a condom

On a journey unfamiliar
Uncharted territory for the silver
Ambuscade, immobilized
Treachery all over

On a journey unfamiliar
Uncharted territory for the silver
Ambuscade, immobilized
Treachery all over

Feeling so useless with so much potential
I'm sensitive, it's too much
Confused, ungrateful
Those around me don't be phased by the conditions
But for me
Man it's gnawing at my mental
Barely stand, barely function
Am I being a bitch or sum
Am I stuck in a glitch or something
Man something wrong with that
I feel so useless to the point IDK myself
If i had one bad week, I'm sure I'd be on the streets myself
Idk how the middle class be doing it
May God bless em they sum gangstas
Holdin it down like anchors
Meeting the quota consistently
Yea like sum real ones
I'm gon give em'
I'm gon give em' the world they deserve
Cuz I couldn't do what they capable of
I'm gon give em the world they deserve

Couple gold bricks for the work n the grind
Cutting damn fees up like half a lime
You deserve a revamp, fire paradigm
I'm talking switches in the workflow
Good living that we bestow
I'm talking switches in the workflow
A Good living that we bestow



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Writer(s): Christopher Pina
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