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Never knew what I could be but I knew what I wouldn't be
Had to become a student to see yo that shit hit the Buddhist in me
You fuckin' right it was foolish of me, to let her do this to me
So I tapped into the Brutus in me yea I'm fuckin' rude as can be
Fuck the rulers that be all your bumps and bruises from me
The sound of a slut choking on dick, yea that shit is soothing to me
You'll never be zooted as me, grounded or rooted as me
Money and virgo women yea that's what's suited for me
And just know I'm rooting for you, even if you ain't rooting for me
You rap bitches are neutered to me, straight pussy fo sho not probably
I'm trying to live honorably, so homie why you following me?
Blue and red lights behind me trying to put a hollow in me
Tappin' on the window while your bitch is swallowing me
Yo it's just the bottle and me, models, avocados and trees
This is what the prophecy reads it's impossible not to believe
I be the most bravado, desperado, hoody aficionado you'll see
Money mogly from the outer reaches, yung erebus
Playin' in the dark, friends wit all the creatures
Duckin' polices, your hear they brakes squeak then the tire screeches
Ran to the beaches, jumped in a pool of leeches woah
High school drop out cause I couldn't pledge allegiance
Only shit they schools a teach us, shits egregious
And I ain't shit but I am my brothers keeper
Right now I conjure ghosts that creep up thru da speaker
500 for a feature but I'm always givin' discounts
Look at all these one's, five's and twenty's dat my bitch count
Check my dismount, one handed off the pull up bars
They hear these rhymes and rewind... pull up bars
Pull up dog, I got dat drop by the drop
Go to ya show wit a O and have a pop up shop
They don't believe till they see it now all they do is watch
Miami underground, Evaize I'll race you to the top, aha!
Never knew what I could do but I knew what I wouldn't do
I know what I shouldn't do but sometimes I still do it
Backseat full of fluids yea she fuckin' with a dirty druid
The most handsome grandson, move thru the night like phantom
Searching for answers like why mommy gotta have cancer
Yo if God is real then he's the worst of these bastards
Just watching like a peeping tom while we droppin' these bombs
That's why we singing these songs trying to right these wrongs
You might see me kinda calm chillin on a farm like a Don
But always one eye open cause the vultures are near
It's because of me and those like me that the culture's still here
You stay beggin' for change, yea I might flick you a dime
When I ain't droppin' shit, that's me giving you space to shine
Spit images from the mind it becomes color to the blind
Coloring outside the lines sippin' on psychosis wine
Creators of time, this is the architects design