Cr1st0 (E1genvalues)
Harvest ripe but the laboring is shorthand
Feel like Tarantino
All the footage got a bold stamp
Of approval
Like I see you b
Give you all I got so
What more you fuckin need from me
0 or the 1
Greek symbol named lambda
Switching eigenvalues like the strains
I keep them grams of
Too much information to receive
But some times I feel so damn dumb
Then I'm streaming through
Your Apple or your Samsung's
The company you keep shows reflection
Lifted you higher that's your ascension
Everything vital and tryna make the first impression
People say too much and imma practice more discretion
I was 17 off the evergreen
Following an MD
Black mind gifted but still losing what was meant for me
Stubborn but the personality difference
Kushophrenic cuz the quarter ounces louder and vivid
I get it
My generation treat intelligence with negligence
But forward thinking cuz of access to the internet
The only L is vitalism and vitality
Red or blue cooks
Life a matrix so lean back with me
Filay yay
Cuz I'm scoring you ain't packing me
Finessing and progressing
I got centuries of gassing beats
The algorithm
Is another cataclysm
Need my figures
Statisticians
Added up like mathematicians
Harvest ripe but the laboring is shorthand
Feel like Tarantino
All the footage got a bold stamp
Of approval
Like I see you b
Give you all I got so
What more you fucking need from me
0 or the 1
Greek symbol named lambda
Switching eigenvalues like the strains
I keep them grams of
Too much information to receive
But some times I feel so damn dumb
Then I'm streaming through
Your Apple or your Samsung's
Fire to medicinal
Conditions that were critical
So multidimensional
Was menacing and versatile
I was looping and singing to get your interest
If an eye was for an eye
Can you get your ears to listen
Shit
Blessing
Abuelita with the crucifix
Feel like Cristo
I'm Crisco
I'm talking easy slick
If you no P
We can't get out the things you in
I ain't saying I ain't never sinned
Fruition speaking in
City of trees
I got the quarter Sac
The melody be in the backseat
I'm driving forward rap
Im not even in my peak
I'm very far from that
Y'all niggas look like Chris Griffin
Cause you always cap
Feel like Tarantino
All the footage got a bold stamp
Of approval
Like I see you b
Give you all I got so
What more you fuckin need from me
0 or the 1
Greek symbol named lambda
Switching eigenvalues like the strains
I keep them grams of
Too much information to receive
But some times I feel so damn dumb
Then I'm streaming through
Your Apple or your Samsung's
The company you keep shows reflection
Lifted you higher that's your ascension
Everything vital and tryna make the first impression
People say too much and imma practice more discretion
I was 17 off the evergreen
Following an MD
Black mind gifted but still losing what was meant for me
Stubborn but the personality difference
Kushophrenic cuz the quarter ounces louder and vivid
I get it
My generation treat intelligence with negligence
But forward thinking cuz of access to the internet
The only L is vitalism and vitality
Red or blue cooks
Life a matrix so lean back with me
Filay yay
Cuz I'm scoring you ain't packing me
Finessing and progressing
I got centuries of gassing beats
The algorithm
Is another cataclysm
Need my figures
Statisticians
Added up like mathematicians
Harvest ripe but the laboring is shorthand
Feel like Tarantino
All the footage got a bold stamp
Of approval
Like I see you b
Give you all I got so
What more you fucking need from me
0 or the 1
Greek symbol named lambda
Switching eigenvalues like the strains
I keep them grams of
Too much information to receive
But some times I feel so damn dumb
Then I'm streaming through
Your Apple or your Samsung's
Fire to medicinal
Conditions that were critical
So multidimensional
Was menacing and versatile
I was looping and singing to get your interest
If an eye was for an eye
Can you get your ears to listen
Shit
Blessing
Abuelita with the crucifix
Feel like Cristo
I'm Crisco
I'm talking easy slick
If you no P
We can't get out the things you in
I ain't saying I ain't never sinned
Fruition speaking in
City of trees
I got the quarter Sac
The melody be in the backseat
I'm driving forward rap
Im not even in my peak
I'm very far from that
Y'all niggas look like Chris Griffin
Cause you always cap
Credits
Writer(s): Mario Goins Ii
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