Lord bless your soul when you get low, I know
I visit unintentionally in it like its prison, its a broken system
And just ya luck, its never good, you gettin superstitious
Got just enough to get some gas, you trynna roll n hit it
That sound familiar like a memory I probably been in
You feel inspired but you stuck, dont know which way you goin
Speed is mighty fine but what the f*ck is that with no control
At least I tried, my gems aint factory, I found em whole
You look the same as all the packaged product, pilin' up & me
I'm the flavor of they favorite piece of bubble gum
They beg for some
Which means that they gon' eat this up
But I ain't meant to keep
I know that you'll dispose of me when you feel like when you finally done
Can see you've never seen this part, I lived it once
I wish I had some way to warn past self that he might be f*cked
It don't get easier, turns out that bars are not enough
Turns out that your destination's not the place you thought it was
You got some better plans, lets loop around & f*cking, draw em up
Finger my piano like she begging me to make her cum
I'm looping trynna find all my solutions like I'm Bruce, but see I'm one of one
Promise you, they'll feel it when I walk in, he the chosen one
I pray that they don't notice him, not likely
He clean up nice, shit, that of a custodian
Holy fit, the drip is sick, the whip is basic, make ya sporty shit look like some lemon shit
Stuck behind a back up while front in line, lieutenant shit
Workin on a way to make my work come packed with benefits
Not even just for me, for my employees and my client list
Wine dine my baby, whisper in her ear, you fine as shit,
Then take on a drive, she scared to look, I whip and take it in
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Lord bless your soul when you get low, I know
I visit unintentionally in it like its prison, its a broken system
And just ya luck, its never good, you gettin superstitious
Got just enough to get some gas, you trynna roll n hit it
That sound familiar like a memory I probably been in
You feel inspired but you stuck, dont know which way you goin
Speed is mighty fine but what the f*ck is that with no control
At least I tried, my gems aint factory, I found em whole
You look the same as all the packaged product, pilin' up & me
I'm the flavor of they favorite piece of bubble gum
They beg for some
Which means that they gon' eat this up
But I ain't meant to keep
I know that you'll dispose of me when you feel like when you finally done
Can see you've never seen this part, I lived it once
I wish I had some way to warn past self that he might be f*cked
It don't get easier, turns out that bars are not enough
Turns out that your destination's not the place you thought it was
You got some better plans, lets loop around & f*cking, draw em up
Finger my piano like she begging me to make her cum
I'm looping trynna find all my solutions like I'm Bruce, but see I'm one of one
Promise you, they'll feel it when I walk in, he the chosen one
I pray that they don't notice him, not likely
He clean up nice, shit, that of a custodian
Holy fit, the drip is sick, the whip is basic, make ya sporty shit look like some lemon shit
Stuck behind a back up while front in line, lieutenant shit
Workin on a way to make my work come packed with benefits
Not even just for me, for my employees and my client list
Wine dine my baby, whisper in her ear, you fine as shit,
Then take on a drive, she scared to look, I whip and take it in
I visit unintentionally in it like its prison, its a broken system
And just ya luck, its never good, you gettin superstitious
Got just enough to get some gas, you trynna roll n hit it
That sound familiar like a memory I probably been in
You feel inspired but you stuck, dont know which way you goin
Speed is mighty fine but what the f*ck is that with no control
At least I tried, my gems aint factory, I found em whole
You look the same as all the packaged product, pilin' up & me
I'm the flavor of they favorite piece of bubble gum
They beg for some
Which means that they gon' eat this up
But I ain't meant to keep
I know that you'll dispose of me when you feel like when you finally done
Can see you've never seen this part, I lived it once
I wish I had some way to warn past self that he might be f*cked
It don't get easier, turns out that bars are not enough
Turns out that your destination's not the place you thought it was
You got some better plans, lets loop around & f*cking, draw em up
Finger my piano like she begging me to make her cum
I'm looping trynna find all my solutions like I'm Bruce, but see I'm one of one
Promise you, they'll feel it when I walk in, he the chosen one
I pray that they don't notice him, not likely
He clean up nice, shit, that of a custodian
Holy fit, the drip is sick, the whip is basic, make ya sporty shit look like some lemon shit
Stuck behind a back up while front in line, lieutenant shit
Workin on a way to make my work come packed with benefits
Not even just for me, for my employees and my client list
Wine dine my baby, whisper in her ear, you fine as shit,
Then take on a drive, she scared to look, I whip and take it in
Writer: Aaron Flythe
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