Lucid

Flipping that pack now the racks on me
Thinking my body might go to waste get fucked up all week
Talking bout the drugs i wan pop X but im stuck on weed
And the voices in my head tell me this ain't what you need

They biting the swag but im fly like delta
Don't see these niggas like Helen Keller
In the stu all day worried bout endeavors
I just put myself on a newer level
Rockin that Rick that genuine leather
Walk with the money gotta stay together
He aint fuckin wit me tell a bitch whatever
That boy tell me he gone do something i told em bitch you won't
Reroute in that life this shit get difficult
Real life put on for my team lil bitch im the pinnacle
Dripping like a icicle
Always staying to the code
Posted up im with my vamps my life is so critical
We just been spending a bag at neimans
Real ass nigga no i cant do treason
When i need the bread im taking that risk
Got bad habits stuck on tris
Swear that these niggas is posers now that im older
I just been peeping that shit
Thats why i roll with gang or by my self i don't need no one else
Look at my pockets green like kale swear i love dinero
I gotta keep that heat on me shoot like Tyler Herro
I wont hesitate swag in that race im first place
Only elevation you in my way you get erased

Flipping that pack now the racks on me
Thinking my body might go to waste get fucked up all week
Talking bout the drugs i wan pop X but im stuck on weed
And the voices in my head tell me this ain't what you need



Credits
Writer(s): Jeremiah Williams
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