Mr. Soprano? Yeah
Shout out Juice
Shout out Thugga
Shout out my Angels
Everyone wants gangsta cai, I just wanna chill
Ex wife ask for space, I come to Asia shit hits for
Is she here for real? Yeeeeah
I guess she here for real
You want real? just check google I got entrance
Baddies always tryin to sneak up on my semen
Jokes on them, I only cum inside
Plan B be my first action
YeeeeeahU ain't even know, ndrink I be mixing
I ain't got nothin to hide, I got real demons
Brodie say don't drop this song, you don't meant it
I don't claim colors, unless I be caitrippie
Tesla dreamin
Then we light light
Clean clean
Shit be hitttinnnn
Global trap boi
Globally I've trippin
Juicy world with my girl
I'm white Tee leanin
I don't rock with it
I don't pop with it
Shout out pop Smoke
West coast, Shouldn't aint ever dropped with it
I keep trying to be my best version of myself
It's along way up all by myself
The worst already at its prime
To f*ck it all up, I don't need no help
Ironically I bring more drama out of the drama
Baby mama got ... therapeutic
Now her husband she'll be leaving
Closed ones all therapeutically emotionally scheming
Do you really feel alone? The world there's a like billion
Do you really not know your zone? girl test your limits
I believe in you. Why can't you see it
Misunderstood for tryin to be with a self destructive demon
But in my lifetime, I've seen a lot of flippin
I'd do it one more time
Danny boi don't be mad, when I say I'd be back in a minute
But I put the fam through enough
So it's about that time
Better mind, press rewind , bigger change, brand new dime
My 7 years is like, Every other year
Shit is insane, But future bright
Fam let me lead, trust me one more time
Murdered these pussies, But I still got one more life
I've been most connected to atheists lately
But don't get it twisted
Accessing a percentage of my brain,
Don't mean I expand negative existence
My demon time, be my happy time
Is your glass half full or empty all the time
They like why you talk so much
Guess I've been tired for so long hearing all these lies
Shout out Mr. Pancho
Besides my grandma only one I truly owe you my life
We hide emotions all the time
Like your job I'm a hard time
Hopping on that last flight, steady grind
Always on that over over time
But once 6ft under, we'll be a little under it's over time
Then you just gotta find a little town
In Lisbon or Brazil
By the Beachside, construct & not dependin on government politically hangin you dry
Step moms kindly tells me I deserve more , that's real nice
I'm at peace, promise that today I'm attracted to only brighter minds
Yo doc, what's good
Prescription time
It's our therapeutic time, ill be back in Thai
Only thing that beats demon time
Is Loved ones succeeding by my side
Or they on they own, I cheer w my jalapeño Cheetos & my cheap wine
I sit here reminiscing why I let the time go by
Heavy gang, I don't say gang gang
Cuz I promote only better life & better things
All my little bros already got shot in the brain
What's the point
All my exes gone & moved on
And ignore the point
All these rappers brag about ops & red dots
But what's the point
How does a self centered person like me need to move away from these points
So we all see the point
Isthat there's no point
Trippy