Letras
Lightning up the gas, exhaling all the pain
Writing down some deeper thoughts that's lodged inside my brain
I was avoiding all the shit, til I needed change
Grabbed an umbrella, rapping underneath the rain
Spent my years growing up moving place to place
Lived in a baptist household with little faith
Used to say my grace before eating off my plate
Now I eat silence but I'm thankful for the day
Im tired of the bullshit life has been a nuisance
So much anger wit evil intentions like my name was lucy
The demons kept on talking shit asking if il do it
To put blade between his ribs n dump him in the sewage
A Good kid in a maad city is why I fuck with kendrick
I like to tell some stories when my angry is like a wick
Burning with desire, arm the mic and let it rip
Cadence change when rapping trials summed up in some minutes
This shit is like an inner ego
Killing for some extra zeros
Fuck being a hero
Im hungry im tired of eating fucking cereal
Im always about my business
I wear a button up on my missions
Squeeze the trigger til im finished
Ending niggas like a sentence
Stabbed a nigga wit a dull knife
Watch his eyes lose the light
Thought he was slick he paid the price
Now he sleeping on some ice
Dreams of thumping through the cash
Wilt chamberlains in my bag
Smoking ganja in some glass
Writing poetry from the gas
Lightning up the gas exhaling all the pain
Writing down some deeper thoughts thats lodged inside my brain
I was avoiding all the shit til I needed change
Grabbed an umbrella rapping underneath the rain
Spent my years growing up moving place to place
Lived in a baptist household with little faith
Used to say my grace before eating off my plate
Now I eat silence but I'm thankful for the day
Wonder if im writing rhymes or some prescriptions
Shit is like some medicine, feeding inner addictions
Feel the need to get high, penmanship of afflictions
I must be a gardener watering seeds of ambitions
Im living in a fever dream my mental was a sickness
Emotions crashing like some waves, the fire was so vicious
I might journey to the west flying on my Nimbus
Took the path of Buddha but the sutra made me restless
Had to die to get a blessing
Heart had fallen from depression
Im Always choking from expressions
Emotions exploding from compressions
I gotta smoke the devils lettuce
To stimulate my brain I'm zealous
Rapping til im fucking breathless
The only way I feel connected
Got some demons in disguise
Put some metal between yo eyes
You can never kill my drive
Venting is how I fucking thrive
Like a tiger with some stripes
Stalking prey to eat tonight
Its my time to fucking strike
Like mike, I'm biting in this fight
Nigga