This System

Lyrics

[Verse] Yo, I'm holy Go jail, do home in this system, thank God I ain't goin' back to Kolee On go with the engine faulty, they wanna lie, I stroke that goatee I'm telling them, "Stop that" Man, just one more goal in this final, please don't drop back Don't go shop, then home, then shop, you might not pop back See through the fake, ain't gotta wear glasses or put in my contacts Throw that spanner, I work like Ratchet, last one left, kinda feel like a Lombax Still gonna flood that wing right now, this team's too compact Believe in miracles, turnt words to a salary Drunk, and even this water winehouse, I ain't goin' back, Valerie Stab wounds, 20ish times, in court these days gotta plеad insanity So many need guidance, not cages, gotta change up faculty G.O.A.T. in a human statuе Circuit small, the cycle the same, it's demons spin some devilish Nascar Times that wheat, it should be more adequate, more hoes and pasta I don't wanna win MOBOs or Grammys, I wanna win BAFTAs Act like everything seems okay, this script compelling God is my witness, and my dad went and gone back to heaven Relieving that pain, reducing the swelling, naproxen music Had a sit with Carson, no espionage, no Vladimir Putin Pay that price when I signed that music contract, that fee is disputed She wanna party with the rappers and the ballers, Michael Rubin It might apply what that if the shoes fit, my main one shoeless Sorry, my bro, I'm in jail, I just did it how you did