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the galaxy been f-kin wit me
-deposit positive vibes

nothing got refunded to me
thank god i came out alive
dat dagger shoulda dug into me

my radar wasn’t working
or maybe wasn’t for me
-i’m surprise
they ain’t trip de alarm
when they was hunting for me
-devil disguised himself as a b-tch
that can’t do nothing for me
-im a rebel
dat read da bible
it wasn’t funny to me
-deciphered how a disciple
just turns his back
when dat money come in
hhm

that last bar tho
just made me thought of something

i gotta problem
wit disregarding who be following me
-troublesome n-ggas
from different parties tryna govern wit me
switching my ballet
to boost ya status
i’m taxing
before this sh-t get ugly
-i called my cousin
he said wussup

i told him we bout to get it my n-gga
hop on da bus

meet me on flatbush n linden
he caught a dollar cab fore i finished
my sentence this ammunition got cold asf

– burners sparking from pros-pect park
to ocean ave

im tryna build noah’s ark
wit some straws n a plastic bag

my phone never charged
n u tryna talk, ima call u back
-that’s my bad
i was in a rush
ima run to car n i’ll make it fast
one

…hung up the phone dats it
i heard n-ggas getting signed to the roc
but won’t throw no assist
sad
i’m getting wet wit my jumpers
i’m soaking dis b-tch
bad

im rolling coasting wit loces
n we higher six
flags…

wave in da sky
i’m repping red n blue
dats da truth
why dis haitian would lie

i’ll bring da bread n da juice
communion just pay for ur ties

i’m putting lead in booth
i’m shooting for traitors to die

the whole universe is a prostitute
look her dead in her eyes
here thighs
is the way dat she make her loot
den she says her good byes

hop out the county
back in the zoo
watch the fake sh-t collide
placing a bounty
bread on ya crew
u want pita or rye

pay us in counties
and lose ya bodie
when danger arrives
i promise
you n-ggas is hooked on phonics
when making ya rhymes

-targeting agents
dats in da matrix
da orical lied

-fathering babies
i wasn’t making
no pun in disguise
-can you see the gun in my jeans

like i see the sun in the sky

i’m pacing back n forth
between the thought
of erasing this guy

he got da blood of fiend

and i got the lord on my side

so ima reconsider
pulling triggers

n leave him alive
-why me?
x3
why me…

i wish i could b cold heart
bow guarding
reasonable thoughts
from entering where my soul started
soul searching
long tunnels
leading me nowhere
-won’t fall for it
turning my pain to passion
got no fear

used to call us monkey
but now we monkeys wit gold hair
i stay calm
remain in my main form
wit no tail

got no hoes
neypalm
dripping off of my coat

- gv

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