Untitled Song

 

 

in the night

i just dont feel right

i feel like i just cant be me

i can't drag my feet

lift em off the pavement would carry me

if you saw me stumble to my knees

please i would really like to know

how deep this love goes

dot my i's with the tip of a rose

im a god sent prophecy look at my pose

its T time bitches dont make me vicious

cause ill rip your head off,

sad boy masquerade

comes out once everyday

i

know i can know i can know i can fight it

in fact

i'd be delighted

this new rap flow is too easy though

and these new songs all sound the same

young this NBA that,

where they teach you to behave at

italian mother fucker this is no stage act

i am not a new jack,

but i will get you jacked if you go and say that

oh word say that

where's your plate at imma finish it

leave you famished, ask me whats the benefit

more food for my team,

money and women galore

thats how we do things,

touch the world by influencing new trends

push myself past the brink of tying loose ends

they're all open,

unless you're a nuisance

way at the top is where my crew sits

not on drugs, not drinking either

just spitting ether, this my life

human sacrifice for the rap game

shit changed so much

i cant obtain the mindset to like it

back the fuck up off me before i turn righteous

have yo momma crying at the wake

this might be too much at once to take

lake of fire where you reside

while we all up in the clouds past number 9

unlocked the full potential and has been kind to me

this the kinda me you dont wanna see out in the streets

act real buddy, buddy,

but deep down i know you dont love me

keep that fake support from me

i'd rather be lonely roxanne

hand full of some xanax but

crushed and flushed on demand

oh lord im beating addictions

i really feel the plan im the fucking man cant stop this hand from

producing gold imma motha fucking winters cold

a summers heat cant be beat wont retreat