Letras
This the phonemic orthography writing words as they sound
And spelling out what my ancestors endowed with me
Since I ate that half ounce I just can't get an ounce of sleep
But I can get a pound of weed and file
A complaint what I found deceived
Fuck Johnny Dang
Just hung a brick of DMT from my keychain
I hope a nigga snatch it so he can unlock the teachings
I speak vain in hopes I benefacted
The spores that inoculated the new age
Nigga I been a factor
This a different fabric this not silk this fit a different pattern
This still some things I wanna say but I just can't articulate
Probably should say a bar about
Fucking bitches with Instaa fame
Or how I'm driving a car with 3 different makes weaving interstates
But I ain't left the crib in about
4 years still flipping dinner plates
I done spent that government money on zaza and OCBs
Ran up about 50 gs and I did not get a PPP
Another nigga on the screen who was high
Got popped and rocked to sleep
Probably should've spent it on Glocks but I copped me something to eat
This shit be clear as crystal if you
Hang with a snitch then you a snitch too
The pen will really stick you retract back and turn to the Ginsu
I really meant to fuck your bitch but I'm lazy and get forgetful
It's whatever nigga if you on that shit then I'm on that shit too
Bitch I don't need a pistol
Its just me and my niggas versus the algorithms
And I know they out to get us
Bitch I don't need a pistol
Its just me and my niggas versus the algorithms
And I know they out to get us
Bitch I don't need a pistol
Its just me and my niggas versus the algorithms
And I know they out to get us
Bitch I don't need a pistol
Its just me and my niggas versus the algorithms
And I know they out to get us