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Let the sky open
This is something you ain't never seen (Nah never)
All black suit how I'm finna lead (How I'm finna)
On yo knees bow yo head for the king (For the king)
Oh you made yo choice, did you ever think? (Girl, no)
She want Balenci and the Fendi and the bling (No, no)
But it won't matter cause its Earth you finna leave
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Saw you gotta new man, oh that's cool
Why you rude? Gave me another fan
Hit the road going ghost with no label
Bow down how we filling up the tables (Yeah we filling)
Bow down we fill up the tables
Ya calling me sick but I'm stable
Stable
Bow down we fill up the tables
Ya calling me sick but I'm stable
Holiest holding me, I got no fear in me
Fly to Jehovah the shepherd so heavenly
Now I read the scriptures I'm free
The wave's not too big I can breathe
Hold me stable
I can breathe
I read the scriptures I'm free
Fuck where you been bitch, I've seen everything
Give her nine rings and she up and leave
I've seen everything
War paint where the scars ain't, they reminders
Stars faint but we all can't, we survivors
Camo sabotage they invisible
Dodging camouflage mirage it's a miracle
On the chart I play my part, I'ma specialist
Slash a group of tally marks on my special list
I will never rest in peace
You gon' have to rest in peace so you need to die
You need to die
I spoke with the man in the mirror
Had a talk with the man himself
The one who put me in this position
Made every fucked up decision
Keep the ceiling mic'd up, yeah
Looking at the man in the mirror like who you think you are?
Who you think you is?
You got no foreign car
You lost your bad bitch
Copping Audemars on some Miami Vice shit
Let's go to the stars
Fucking this bitch, gon yap how it's too big? Hoe go take another
Matter of fact? FaceTime your man so I can show that motherfucker
I won't doubt it, bitch I got it, yeah I got it, shit ain't botted yuh
Your shit like the dumpster huh?
I went for the win now I ain't got no more friends, no
Fuck your opinion hoe I'm still on my own
When nobody else was with me I stood on my own for sure
I was so blacked out thought I was invisible
Sky walking, bitch I'll give you a reason to be miserable
Let the sky open
This is something you ain't never seen (Nah never)
All black suit how I'm finna lead (How I'm finna)
On yo knees bow yo head for the king (For the king)
Oh you made yo choice, did you ever think? (Girl, no)
She want Balenci and the Fendi and the bling (No, no)
But it won't matter cause its Earth you finna leave
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Saw you gotta new man, oh that's cool
Why you rude? Gave me another fan
Hit the road going ghost with no label
Bow down how we filling up the tables (Yeah we filling)
Bow down we fill up the tables
Ya calling me sick but I'm stable
Stable
Bow down we fill up the tables
Ya calling me sick but I'm stable
Holiest holding me, I got no fear in me
Fly to Jehovah the shepherd so heavenly
Now I read the scriptures I'm free
The wave's not too big I can breathe
Hold me stable
I can breathe
I read the scriptures I'm free
Fuck where you been bitch, I've seen everything
Give her nine rings and she up and leave
I've seen everything
War paint where the scars ain't, they reminders
Stars faint but we all can't, we survivors
Camo sabotage they invisible
Dodging camouflage mirage it's a miracle
On the chart I play my part, I'ma specialist
Slash a group of tally marks on my special list
I will never rest in peace
You gon' have to rest in peace so you need to die
You need to die
I spoke with the man in the mirror
Had a talk with the man himself
The one who put me in this position
Made every fucked up decision
Keep the ceiling mic'd up, yeah
Looking at the man in the mirror like who you think you are?
Who you think you is?
You got no foreign car
You lost your bad bitch
Copping Audemars on some Miami Vice shit
Let's go to the stars
Fucking this bitch, gon yap how it's too big? Hoe go take another
Matter of fact? FaceTime your man so I can show that motherfucker
I won't doubt it, bitch I got it, yeah I got it, shit ain't botted yuh
Your shit like the dumpster huh?
I went for the win now I ain't got no more friends, no
Fuck your opinion hoe I'm still on my own
When nobody else was with me I stood on my own for sure
I was so blacked out thought I was invisible
Sky walking, bitch I'll give you a reason to be miserable
Credits
Writer(s): William Gleeson, Chad Spencer, Ethan Galeano
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