No-Time* (feat. olivier*)
Give it to em
Alarm striking seven
Oxy through my vent
Off the roof, Imma jump into multi-pedestrians
Working on the scripture that we had written together
You felt me for the worst of times but my taste getting better, baby
My dick getting saddled lately
Your life getting harder lately
Tell me Imma bitch for killing the me who would medicate
Waking up and feeling like a Choppa , NLE and me be meditating
Girl I love that smile on you
Eppy misses celebrating
Dot my I's cause' I'm nothing without my pupils
Now I'm thanking in advance for the lesson Imma learn from you
Phasing in and out from what I specialize, technology
Dancing on a cement ledge while cameras surrounding me
The life that we were working for
I'm doing this on solo mode
You're only worth your weight in gold
Cavity on my molar, bro
Hanging on to dear life, send my letter out to publishers
Ask her why she wants a lawsuit, Repair for the damages
New boy having trouble finding worth in all my leftovers
Picture that in actuality
Leaving with my sanity
The commas that I place a reminder of tragedy
I'm always coming back for more
See the world in red and blue
What we need these bastards for? They love me for my quality
I'm leaving with a casualty
Casually I'm spiraling, I'm screw loose for an emo whore
Defending what I conquer
No, you ain't making that easier
I know I'm getting worse
There are memories I can't see no more
Had a very different mind at birth
Give me one more day upon this earth
It's my turn like Lil Baby, yeah
Advise you to tread lightly, proceed with caution
This life's a sea sick sailors
My entourage and partners
I'm solo mobbing
I got no posse
Still hoop cannoving
They don't speak too fondly of me
So I reroute it
Change my game
Started seeing green like edamame
My mom won't talk to me
She mad I always speak improperly
I guarantee once money piles up
I'll buy her property
The passive money monopoly
K, you are anomaly
The non-denomination recycle patient
I'm tired of waiting
Homies talking circles
Made bad bitch statements
Classification
Went from ankle tape in our fight
He got complacent
Get off your damn couch and go start living a making
Y'all trash like Thon maker
Beat bus like hard shake
Found a way to get closer to happiness
Tectonic plate
I forced it
Forged into place and desert talking like five courses
My raps morbid
Ben stinks worse than open corpses, Bitch
I move different with my verses and my verses
One v one occurs only with my GF and mistresses
Don't worry about my mental health
SGK and I are killing this
Making sure the masses in curriculum and classes feeling this
Shoulda oughta been dead by now
But looking on my memories
I feel like I should live it out