Atmospheric Pressure (Radio Edit)

Morality, is what you lack in whole
Principalities are stories that was never told
This reality full of people who's cruel and cold
And I only value those that are good for the soul

Ain't you supposed to give flowers when a nigga's alive
Y'all say it's cowardly subsiding the pride
But this is the bottom line
I'm getting sick of all these fibs and the lies
In these streets, these niggas beef just to die
I put my deeds in the sky
With certain niggas, couldn't see eye to eye
It makes the whole world blind
You wouldn't know 'til you try
And I oblige by my willingness I have to get by
But what I feel is this
It's serious
My people are tired
If I appreciate you
Why would I do things to eliminate you
Our paths estranged
I don't need to crave those deepened angles
Might be depleted
But I see shit for the way it dangles
This is my thesis
Even the devil will need his angles
I channel my thoughts, put volume up
Handle the vague and abrupt before my palms fold up
I don't pray hardly enough and had qualms I've tucked
Caution, fucking sucks
But that's all that I trust
Dig me?
These niggas switch feet when the hammers bursting
They damned for certain
Escaping heat when expanding curtains
I know my family's lurking
Full of land-urchins who's really crammed and burning
I plan to murder verbs instead of persons
Y'all cans of worms squirming
And impersonating a role
All these damn excursions that bitches take
Evading they soul
I'm the man expanding from urbanism
To life engrossed
Niggas prancing on my death with all of these untimely quotes

Morality, is what you lack in whole
Principalities are stories that was never told
This reality full of people who's cruel and cold
And I only value those that are good for the soul

Morality, is what you lack in whole
Principalities are stories that was never told
This reality full of people who's cruel and cold
And I only value those that are good for the soul

I made a oath and y'all ain't keeping your end up on the bargain
Double-text you, triple sometimes, if we really ain't talking
What the fuck should I say that'll grant me some pardon?
When pops died and I cried
Y'all was worried 'bout some drama
Word to mama, should I give you respect?
The only time is when we talk
Is when I cash in a few paychecks
Could go days without speaking
But you claiming we bests
When it rains, it pours blood
From the top of the steps
I guess it's directed at friendships that's really one-sided
Not a diss
Tryna understand the very cause behind it
I felt a little dumb-sided and truthfully was blinded
Not one gift that I got
Talked about giving you thousands
The niggas telling you don't give your all
Gets all
I ain't checking niggas no more
Because they moving criss-crossed
We not enemies for sure
But the love not there no more
Felt the pain, when I was waiting for texts that you ignored
I'm not hard to talk to
Nah, I'm not really a fan of beef
But if you downplay my feats
Then, I have to spark you
I'm sick of most these freaks
Acting like the streets made them harmful
You had both of your feet on a beach
On a boat with a harpoon
And all of you obsolete elitists can eat my cock too
Ever since I came from the fetus
Shit has been real hard dude
It's no more heart involved and now I'm watchful
I send my regards to all those we lost
That's buried deep in those cornroots

Morality, is what you lack in whole
Principalities are stories that was never told
This reality full of people who's cruel and cold
And I only value those that are good for the soul

Morality, is what you lack in whole
Principalities are stories that was never told
This reality full of people who's cruel and cold
And I only value those that are good for the soul