Letras
Thinking deep, spiraling' like a Jalen Hurt's bullet
Over thinking if it's well done, I over cook it
Handle Bull shit like Chi with the first pick
Rose above it, roll the flower now it's time to get lifted
Didn't Cha Know what the air could do when you blew The Badu
Intuition infer you ain't really into it too
That's okay, that's okay, that's okay yea
Got your 6, never make you feel no ways yea
Six sense for the snakes when I'm on the grass
Hard to quarterback when you got a broken past(pass)
My pattern ain't yours, you ain't have to try an match
My weed different colors and I'm always trynna match yea
Sorry if I come off a little strong
This ain't Gucci, Kush is my cologne
Mary Medusa you know who's stoned
You know who's stoned