Untitled Song

Quit thinking

God damn

Aughh

Im missing screws i knew my mood was in a baaad state

Im hitting blues i see a hint besides the ash tray

My mission grabs reins, I let go of my sanity

I found it with a red nose, by the garbage where your vantage be

You couldn't damage me, my feet clean, with a pack blazed,

When the win come and we knee deep in the income get ya act straight

Revolutionary, revolutionary, if i take off, and do it fair

tell me who compare me,

Yeah i crunch time, bust tracks and a cup wine,

And a jay lit and my hands free when the beat drop ima chuck rhymes

Dont mistake me player, i studied ways im paying tribute to the game,

Im letting loose with all the punch lines, there it is hahaha

Yeah i told you man my minds a little loopy damn,

I finding my confusion grooming chaos in a putrid plan,

Yeah im plotting, yup, im plotting, quick, ready offense,

Cause im heated, and im popping,

mauna loa, feeling toxic like a mamba when you got bit

Gotta show em in the cockpit how i run shit, higher conscious,

Feeling boa, ima choke em, never know where winners show up,

or they blow up, you cracking under pressure, or you slow up

and flip the fucking script pinch a diamond, they dont know us,

See the answers coming quick, fix my silence they below us,

They cant run, they cant hang, I thought I told you i cant change

now Waddle over to your fate, cuz motherfucker, its delayed

 

 

Yeah my troops thicks when its game time we the first in, and the truth hits

Wonder who sick when my team shines, and the heat fly they aversive

It aint personal, we deserve this, i defeat my better version,

Just to burst past my diversions, and the worst past, its deserted,

i dont watse time i am urgent, find your own way to get a verdict, in my own state,

I aint perfect but i know gain is deserving

I dont compromise, you dont got my eyes,

We dont gotta lie im not the guy to cross up

When yo problems fly,

Dont try to get a passion shift, i left it where my ashes went,

The blunt dissecting matters when the insides of the cabbage lit,

Dont pass it quick, go hit it twice, blow the smoke,

The image nice, toe to toe to finish line,

The distance getting pretty riiiight,

Yo get it how you live it riiiight

I could finish but i did it right

Yeah the jigger make the vision nice

Bitch