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[Intro: Human] Till the hoes over ya' clique Phone stolen and missing Now what's a brodie, I don't need, him Anyone can smoke it's like a beat And baby don't see the hoes on side of me Now I'm screaming fuck the whole society [Chorus: Human] Pair of gods, shit we saw, visions of us living large Here we are, packaged up for you, true, in these bars Missing ours, many lost, penning down these lyrics hard Here we are, packaged up for you, true, in these bars Pair of gods, shit we saw, visions of us living large Here we are, packaged up for you, true, in these bars Missing ours, many lost, penning down these lyrics hard And they packaged up for you, yeah [Verse 1: Human] They said that some of my stock going down, what are you talking about You can't measure the value of structure with dollar amounts What's funny some of y'all calling and suddenly stop hearing sound If it ain't budget or profit discussion is costing me now-now Stealing off niggas I was Elvis at this I said I'm better than that, and slapped myself on the wrist They want that old Human, I don't even like that nigga He get ya' eye blast as soon as he make contact wit' ya' We all rap different, most of what you posting is trash Want that fetty, real cheese, you just rolling with rats Punch with every, 16 like the homecoming dance Once we bury, MCs watch the vultures attack Bitch please, most of 'em act like they gun is loaded Keep it cool, I'm fire dog, I would love to smoke 'em Heat the room, I pile it on like the oven open Read the news, my silence hot but we want you frozen, I'm focused Sworn to a mission, flip and lift ya' bro's soul to ascension I'm whipping till the hoes over ya' clique Snitch and get ya' phone stolen and missing Now what's a brodie, I don't need, him Anyone can smoke it's like a beat And baby don't see the hoes on side of me Now I'm screaming fuck the whole society, really 'do [Chorus: Human] Pair of gods, shit we saw, visions of us living large Here we are, packaged up for you, true, in these bars Missing ours, many lost, penning down these lyrics hard Boy and they packaged up for you, true In these bars, filled with god, shit we saw, visions of us living large Here we are, packaged up for you, true, in these bars Missing ours, many lost, penning down these lyrics hard And they packaged up for you [Verse 2: Human And nowadays niggas act like it's poison to say thanks Gotta keep a woman with poise and remain grateful, my voice is the main staple I tell these niggas get to the point, I'ma be, twisting the joint, like a sprained ankle This for days when I got fronted, came up short Went broke, ran outta options and made up more I found out ways, to get paid and fade some toys With everything my pen state, that's 814 I just wanted to be the dope when I was young it was hard But it's never really unanimous, they want you to fall Like how the jury of the public steady judging LeBron Shit I forget what type of court the motherfucker is on I drive to the hole every single one of my songs So my life getting more hectic, think of what I done lost You try to get close just to get a cut of my stock Cut you off then I go hustle till I double my stock And [?], sworn to a mission, flip and lift ya' bro's soul to ascension I'm whipping till the hoes over ya' clique Snitch and get ya' phone stolen and missing Saying what's a brodie, I don't need, him Anyone can smoke it's like a beat Baby don't see the hoes on side of me Now I'm screaming fuck the whole society, really 'do [Chorus: Human] Pair of gods, shit we saw, visions of us living large Here we are, packaged up for you, true, in these bars Missing ours, many lost, penning down these lyrics hard Boy and they packaged up for you, true In these bars, filled with god, shit we saw, visions of us living large Here we are, packaged up for you, true, in these bars Missing ours, many lost, penning down these lyrics hard And they packaged up for you