Renascence

This gas got me floating, this perc got me floating, this shit make me feel like i'm going insane
It feel like i'm flying, think that i'm flying, i get so high, yeah, just like a plane
Don't know what you saying but i know that you faking, yeah nigga, i know for a fact you a lame
100 'Round drum, 50 'round drum, 30 round mag, i'm making it rain

Codeine, wockhardt, pissing purple, yeah, this shit look like row saints
All these bitches turning purple when they see me, yeah they faint
I got real niggas in my circle, yeah i do not hang with lames
My swag, yeah this shit eternal, my swag pure just like cocaine
Nigga's ball up like a turtle when the draco spitting flames
Nigga's know i'm universal, saying my name just like bruce wayne
Yeah bro, i don't want to hurt you, be careful when you mention my name
I call my Glock, name inferno, the way it burn off your face

Looking for hope and i look to the sky, asking why i have no one by my side
I told my girl that she better decide, before she make my time go to waste flying
I knew that bitch, knew that bitch wasnt mine, sadly i'm thinking it was just my turn in line
And my dumb ass was ignoring the signs, i never knew that she never saw mine
Only time that'll tell you that i'm fine is when i'm off drugs and feeling fly
And when the pills started taking my sight, surely i thought that my ass was gone die
My whole life i been in my own fight, popping them pills didnt know i'd survive
My whole life i've been so in my mind, so many times i tried taking my life

Glock by my side it's gone put up a fight
I'm sorry, i can't stick to doing what's right
Try to spark up a wood but i forgot the light
And that's not 'bout a wood, that shit talking 'bout life
I'm trying to change, can't you see with you eyes
Cause y'all on my shit, yeah, just like flies
And no that shit shouldn't be a surprise, living my life like this i'm tired

This gas got me floating, this perc got me floating, this shit make me feel like i'm going insane
It feel like i'm flying, think that i'm flying, i get so high, yeah, just like a plane
Don't know what you saying but i know that you faking, yeah nigga, i know for a fact you a lame
100 'Round drum, 50 'round drum, 30 round mag, i'm making it rain
Codeine, wockhardt, pissing purple, yeah, this shit look like row saints
All these bitches turning purple when they see me, yeah they faint
I got real niggas in my circle, yeah i do not hang with lames
My swag, yeah this shit eternal, my swag pure just like cocaine
Nigga's ball up like a turtle when the draco spitting flames
Nigga's know i'm universal, saying my name just like bruce wayne
Yeah bro, i don't want to hurt you, be careful when you mention my name
I call my Glock, name inferno, the way it burn off your face

Yeah, focused on getting that paper
Told my bitch "i'll see you later"
But i might not come back cause i hate 'ya
Even after i found out she a faker
She still saying i got to save her
But no, i did not sign no papers



Credits
Writer(s): Amarie Winterrs
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