Lyrics

It's hard to say that I'm sane With all the bullshit that be going on So now I'm locked inside my head I'm turning off the phone I know I'm in the zone I know I'm tweaking But lately I've been focused so ill hit you up next weekend This melancholy sequence Built a confidence I'm peaking Like a groundhog looking for shadows Searching for my demons Busting shots For proper seeding This madness Like March brackets I'm skull cracking with malice All improv no action I blow like Michael bay with a budget Or horn patters I'm rearranging samples Like cheese and wine platters I'm far from being average Flex my muscles this the gun show I'm Hanzo bitch I'm cutthroat Nike on the tempo I'm crazy man you should know You don't fuck with the kid A gun slinger for the gold Bitch I'm billy the kid I slide off like tom cruise But I aint fucking with Kidman Half of y'all a straight bust Sorta like Josh Childress This a 4D Experience I know y'all gon feel this Building tension like a nigga that caught with his mistress Side of the building rampaging I'm done waiting Tryna run off with my bucks Like Giannis fast breaking No man All amazing I'm blazing Johnny storming Fuck touring Planet hopping Mind soaring Hope you watching Televise Been advised This that limited run Like the sun blowing up at 5 billion I'm done Only race war I'm tripping on is me and my niggas Doing a buck in red Ferrari's all police gon miss us Straight cash no interest BBS straight dripping Shorty said I caught feelings So you know I'm tripping Fallback like dirk Knee at 45° angle Kurt angle Wrestle with my dream until I'm Star spangled 11th angel with 44 bars to spare Just like a movie I've been waiting for y'all to stare Yeah
Writer(s): Kevin Thompson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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