Lyrics

WIP [Intro] I be- [Verse 1] Wage, war Dark, soul Raised on 30 stacks, go agro Green lard keep a Top shelf gas money Cash, woah Mash it up grass pack up a Shouts out to my ninjas way back in the dark roads Put your hands up this is our show Now (?) Stay silent, convo I be all in it, high as shit Light environment beyond eagles door Zeroh superb Now you see (?) Live minds eye, site microdoses So bold and, loaded (forreal, chill) Infatuated with hocus Yogurt, oh Little bit of glory Ain't you know this Pass the work, lets, elevate our pros, oo I'm sick of the same old stories Sick of the same old god damn group (?) Sick of the same old, day by day, hey Take hold, take heap Take no (?) (?) [Verse 2] (?) Vibe (?) I desire will London in the (?) (?) When it simply consistent within the frame Chocolate butter (?) (?) Past life on some evil gain Vision make a bigger Fill em full of holy notions (?) I lost (?) (?) That bitch end my parade Made of proper things (?) Why'd he swing my saber (?) Been a renegade (?) I'm insane No babies, a catalyst to perk up DNA (?) (?), since genesis Sonic generation, VR, we are the wave World wide innovation Time to meet your maker Tell your niggas, run the fade Say less, niggas probably most safe anyway Cuz needa stop everyday Neo mind, I'm above this We on sight They going swollen Be on the fight They've been waring from the jump Since the bay (?) god let there be rights to claim Mama raised me to be a nicer man But papa hit me till that paper changed me Lover pushed me toward the finer things Beauty and legacy, family value, love Nobody could've put a price on the pain He doubled the worth For every single tenant you share, remember the code Push on and invest Imma put on no (?) I got nothing but stories Living in the land of the lies [Outro] Dirty thirty I don't really feel it Please don't feel me, work might kill me D-d-dirty couch Sleep or flee the feeling Finna od on it Living in the og feeling, filling for you Burn me out Y'all can't really deal Out here looking silly still, that 2020 hypocrite, bitch I earned me house Little culture drip That very rare generational young black millennial ownership