Mirages

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Blue November] Uh Don't get to thinking that you dangerous nigga 'Cause I've been waiting for a chance to fade a famous nigga Nah I been waiting for the time that you gon' finally switch up Flipping equipment to buy a meal, man I ran outta luck Stuck my foot inside the ass of that four-leaf clover It's always been art over bitches Your niggas over snitches Money over drugs but they coinciding to get ya If it all crumbles down I'm a shooter not a witness I'ma do it ain't no talking You a Buick in a auction with abusable compartments You just stepped in my department Simply tell me what you wanna know, mirages in my ears Simply be about your words, don't bend your meanings: persevere Driven by the shit we kill for "Planet Caravan" Sabbath posted on a kill post Do this for my folk and 'em Keep that bullshit all over there Only real shit nigga no fake in here Your ego stank in here, I cannot think in here You pussy niggas on my head let's better pray this year Better get that pen to writing (Writing) I don't think you understand it (Stand it) Over-stand, always mean what I say I'm blacking out Nah, nah, nah, no backing out, no backing out Mirages, mirages, mirages [Verse 2: Zae The Philosopher] That's all I fucking see that's all I fucking be, yeah You gon' see me on TV in a couple of years or a couple of weeks But I'm feeling real heavenly Got my shit together tranquilizer but no ketamine These other drugs is weird to me, Brodie Suite life I'm feeling like Cody, shouts out to Zach The pack is back do summersaults like acrobats Mama said, "Go pack your bags!" Anxiety came after that Playing hash tag taking drags straight up out the bag, dad You wish that you could have that, nigga I just had that I ain't even bag that, left her on the shelf Night-vision goggles get me feeling stealth, caught up to my health Burnt my soul and throat some more bick back I'm peeling bomfortable You got what you get ain't no assumptions, ho I was fucking ho's I tried to be cuffed that shit ain't enough I need bitches that's trippin' with they own bottles they gripping I like drama, and commas, and baby mommas with hummers And white girls with Mercedes we can hotbox and get lazy And Spanish mamis with boyfriends that just break up on the daily Oh I caught you on a good night, what you doing out this late? We lowkey is on a date Shit I already felt this fate, I already felt this way Hope that you can help this way I hope that you can help this way [Verse 3: Blue November] I hope that you gon' see all the mirages were a ploy today I hope that this don't ever change your mind about your life today I hope that you gon' find it in yourself you have a lot to say I hope that you gon' tell that person, really, "Shut the fuck up!" And peep the perfection of mirages Perception of your efforts turned symbolic Piece of diamonds Chains like a keystone Gimme more I need more Rearrange a nigga's face for a kilo And peep the perfection of mirages Perception of your efforts turned symbolic Piece of diamonds Chains like a keystone Gimme more I need more Rearrange a nigga's face for a kilo