Witness (feat. SIMONE MARIE)
Now how the fuck you throwin' stones when you live in a glass house
Burnt All your bridges
Now you niggas is assed out, proper preparation or I'm takin' the cash
Route, when it comes
To the fam nigga you know I'm gon'
Cash out, uh, heavy on the graceful, heavy on the praise
You never left my side through my
Darkest days, you love me even more In spite of my ways
Until the end of time, I promise I'll worship your name
How the hell you throwing stones when you live' in a glass Hous
Man listen, the mission to overthrow the opposition
Ghostin' and appearing' when they Have to, rhythm is the slave
I'm the master, not manufactured
Choreographed after my pop's own heart
Makes me the heir to the throne, king me, crown
Chakra, I got the juice, bishop, que, follow me, chi-ali style, shoot your whole flow up
I'm sick and tired of chasin' the verses for the features, live on instagram and spammin
All the dm's slim, I know my bars when I speak my mind
How the hell you throwin' stones
When you live in a glass house, burn all the bridges so you suckaz' is ass out, burn
Burn all your bridges so you suckaz' ass out
How the hell you throwin' stones when you
Live in a glass house, burn all the bridges so you suckaz' is ass out
Burn all your bridges so you suckaz' is ass out
Burn all your bridges so you suckaz' is ass out Prophet
Burnt All your bridges
Now you niggas is assed out, proper preparation or I'm takin' the cash
Route, when it comes
To the fam nigga you know I'm gon'
Cash out, uh, heavy on the graceful, heavy on the praise
You never left my side through my
Darkest days, you love me even more In spite of my ways
Until the end of time, I promise I'll worship your name
How the hell you throwing stones when you live' in a glass Hous
Man listen, the mission to overthrow the opposition
Ghostin' and appearing' when they Have to, rhythm is the slave
I'm the master, not manufactured
Choreographed after my pop's own heart
Makes me the heir to the throne, king me, crown
Chakra, I got the juice, bishop, que, follow me, chi-ali style, shoot your whole flow up
I'm sick and tired of chasin' the verses for the features, live on instagram and spammin
All the dm's slim, I know my bars when I speak my mind
How the hell you throwin' stones
When you live in a glass house, burn all the bridges so you suckaz' is ass out, burn
Burn all your bridges so you suckaz' ass out
How the hell you throwin' stones when you
Live in a glass house, burn all the bridges so you suckaz' is ass out
Burn all your bridges so you suckaz' is ass out
Burn all your bridges so you suckaz' is ass out Prophet
Credits
Writer(s): Simone Marie
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