Letras
Vices wanna find me
Wanna be a legend
Feel like am sent from heaven
Why you tryna find me
Tell these drugs not to find me
Forever magical ma way into the shadows
I rather die faithful than to change, lean on false hope
Ma trojan like corana, yh she eat up a lost soul
Apocalyptic how I wana be, this aint the gospel
Hydroxycated clout flying me metaphorically
Taim ma spirit vendicating bricks broke out she came to me
I make meek moves, I ain't meek milly
I wanna be rich, I ain't talking Roddy
Rap ma remedy
Am Humble I ain't scared
Am tryna chase the devil outa here
Hel you aint got no freekin reason to be feared
Cuz if I made it outa that I'll survive now
Am a lost one
Vices wanna find me
Wanna be a legend
Feel like am sent from heaven
Go ballistic pacing
Why you tryna find me
Keep twisting like physics
Sow it with a scissors
Tell these sluts
Tell these sluts not to find me
Social misfit grinding, Cause ma soul they be finding
Tell these sluts not to find me
They late just like December, morning cold turn to a monster
Eat ma tune drink holy water
Bitch you can never act like ma moma
God on me I don't need no pistol
Yeah god on me I don't need no pistol
Morning prayers yh i got to member
Wrote a new Ep called it Survival
Porsche aint audi one of my favourite
Saving up on ma intentions
Run me up forty different captions
Push me down, yh you gota fall down
But I aint gon stay down wake me up
Gota write ya wrongs cause you mental lost
Funerals don't really move me
Legendary gon be ma mulli
Stack a bag money so I feed ma family
You can never be me nigga quit relapsin
On top, ma draco densin
GPs s on ma verses
Take me off, you in the darkness