F.E.A.R
Everything ain't how it seems
Bro you could see some evidence
But if you look clear enough
You'd see that shit ain't real
Fear got a nigga losing trust
Friends and family I know my niggas real enough
I'm at war with my state of mind
Was broke but I paid the price
I know this pain of mine gon' pass
I just gotta keep head straight
Cause my journey like a rollercoaster
A lot of temptations trynna shake me
But I focus on my pen game
I'm a cold motherfucker nigga ask about me
Gangster, Military, I roll with the army
Not afraid I'm getting M's
Shit was good at first
Man until it wasn't but I keep on
I feel like Kehlani damn
Clock ticking run it back like a time machine
Niggas running out of time
I just keep it chill
I ain't SOB, that's a dope motherfucker
He got hella beats
Back to the conversation
I been dropping killer flows, illest in the city
Call ma name, them niggas know
You're at war with yourself, I'm an OG
Trynna put my niggas on but you think I need a verse
Don't get it twisted, I'm a different breed
My pen game out the roof you ain't got shit on me
And I've been dining with Zeus
In the presence of a god
You just stuck in a loop, thinking you a fair match
But it's false nigga you ain't got balls nigga
Not on my watch I ain't trynna chase clout
So ain't gon' call names
Don't want violence
Punchlines not people, play ma shit like a violin
Bro you could see some evidence
But if you look clear enough
You'd see that shit ain't real
Fear got a nigga losing trust
Friends and family I know my niggas real enough
I'm at war with my state of mind
Was broke but I paid the price
I know this pain of mine gon' pass
I just gotta keep head straight
Cause my journey like a rollercoaster
A lot of temptations trynna shake me
But I focus on my pen game
I'm a cold motherfucker nigga ask about me
Gangster, Military, I roll with the army
Not afraid I'm getting M's
Shit was good at first
Man until it wasn't but I keep on
I feel like Kehlani damn
Clock ticking run it back like a time machine
Niggas running out of time
I just keep it chill
I ain't SOB, that's a dope motherfucker
He got hella beats
Back to the conversation
I been dropping killer flows, illest in the city
Call ma name, them niggas know
You're at war with yourself, I'm an OG
Trynna put my niggas on but you think I need a verse
Don't get it twisted, I'm a different breed
My pen game out the roof you ain't got shit on me
And I've been dining with Zeus
In the presence of a god
You just stuck in a loop, thinking you a fair match
But it's false nigga you ain't got balls nigga
Not on my watch I ain't trynna chase clout
So ain't gon' call names
Don't want violence
Punchlines not people, play ma shit like a violin
Credits
Writer(s): Geoffrey Akonye
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