NOTHIN LEFT TO SAY
Wake up, gotta brace for the fakes
They got they fangs out
Keep on looking, keep on pushing
Let that pain out
Lately I've been cooking like a steak while I stake ya out
My lil baby get me late now
Nothing left for me to say
Wait 'til I blow up so abrasive
I can see you from my rut, can't give you nun
But you're persuasive
It seem like I lost your cut
Because I follow no equation
You want me
Five thousand bucks, then I might pull up to the table
An I just rolled so many packs on him, my back could bend
I get rowing like the Vatican, they mad again
I'm the glitch that they can't patch or fix
No pacifist
No ass getting kissed
I'm straightforward
No aches no sores
I'm baked forwarn, But I ain't forlorn
In the rem I swim
On the vhs, my bitch in a pretty red dress
Give her kiss, tell imma do my best
Rush 'til I rip
In my head I sit
Give a fuck better sip on the red wine bitch
Give it up, live it up
It's the end times bitch
Hope a comet come an hit an that's it
Revelation, I could bet up get horns
That destination looking under that floor
In the bed the spaceship, bitch I kinda get bored
Give the feds some cases that I violate more
Dammit its getting violent
Manning it gunning pilot
Dammit just play a violin
Dammit they just defiled
Dammit you dead, you lived a life 'til retirement
Laminate that and put it back where the files sit
Smoke on that pack, it's getting lit like some fire ants
Do it retaliating, the fuel where the fire at
Spot him like dalmatian, burn oil like its Iraq
Live with a frown, you getting high from the contact
Nothing left for me to say
Wait 'til I blow up so abrasive
I can see you from my rut, can't give you nun
But you're persuasive
It seem like I lost your cut
Because I follow no equation
You want me
Five thousand bucks, then I might pull up to the table
I might pull up then I smoke some shit
Shoutout Fernweh, load up a full zong hit
On my birthday I couldn't get outta bed
I'm a damn month older my world bout to flip
Held that shit like I'm Atlas
Held your breath when I passed it
Drop 6 feet to Atlantis
Send more beats, feeling famished
Paint my life on the canvas
They got they fangs out
Keep on looking, keep on pushing
Let that pain out
Lately I've been cooking like a steak while I stake ya out
My lil baby get me late now
Nothing left for me to say
Wait 'til I blow up so abrasive
I can see you from my rut, can't give you nun
But you're persuasive
It seem like I lost your cut
Because I follow no equation
You want me
Five thousand bucks, then I might pull up to the table
An I just rolled so many packs on him, my back could bend
I get rowing like the Vatican, they mad again
I'm the glitch that they can't patch or fix
No pacifist
No ass getting kissed
I'm straightforward
No aches no sores
I'm baked forwarn, But I ain't forlorn
In the rem I swim
On the vhs, my bitch in a pretty red dress
Give her kiss, tell imma do my best
Rush 'til I rip
In my head I sit
Give a fuck better sip on the red wine bitch
Give it up, live it up
It's the end times bitch
Hope a comet come an hit an that's it
Revelation, I could bet up get horns
That destination looking under that floor
In the bed the spaceship, bitch I kinda get bored
Give the feds some cases that I violate more
Dammit its getting violent
Manning it gunning pilot
Dammit just play a violin
Dammit they just defiled
Dammit you dead, you lived a life 'til retirement
Laminate that and put it back where the files sit
Smoke on that pack, it's getting lit like some fire ants
Do it retaliating, the fuel where the fire at
Spot him like dalmatian, burn oil like its Iraq
Live with a frown, you getting high from the contact
Nothing left for me to say
Wait 'til I blow up so abrasive
I can see you from my rut, can't give you nun
But you're persuasive
It seem like I lost your cut
Because I follow no equation
You want me
Five thousand bucks, then I might pull up to the table
I might pull up then I smoke some shit
Shoutout Fernweh, load up a full zong hit
On my birthday I couldn't get outta bed
I'm a damn month older my world bout to flip
Held that shit like I'm Atlas
Held your breath when I passed it
Drop 6 feet to Atlantis
Send more beats, feeling famished
Paint my life on the canvas
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