Globe on my shoulders, wade in the waters, five fingers over heart
That shit heavy
Cannon to my chest fire to rest, what you throw on forest
That shit heavy
Niggas wanna jam they a see, nigga wanna jam we a see
That shit heavy
My soul hot
That shit heavy
Now tell me son who got that pressure
Yea yea yea
Hatin' the celebration, I ain't tryna speak serve a couple greets then I gotta face one
Good grief couldn't manage to eat all day, no appetite I feel like a zombay
Marijuana be my bombay, man I need my piece 'fore I Pompei, no peace I honor nor serve a parlay
Nig-Nigga why wassup? Why you lookin grim?
Look around said look around, this ain't no muthaf*ckin' party
Currently I feel my bones shiver, Im demented, it could be worse, I could be those niggas
Flames rising heard my toes flicker, stuck in brea how this time make a nigga move slow quicker
"I can blow you up" oh really? Penny every time heard, shit, I could have 4 billi
Still the dream never forfeited, stuck to this shit like a fat nigga rockin' like 4 fitteds
Why you look mean bitch cause the flow bitter, my hair glimmer, my-my skin similar to henna
Know she drunk on this shit I be in them innards, had to hit ha wit dat killa', shit heavy
Globe on my shoulders, wade in the waters, five fingers over heart
That shit heavy
Cannon to my chest fire to rest, what you throw on forest
That shit heavy
Niggas wanna jam they a see, nigga wanna jam we a see
That shit heavy
My soul hot
That shit heavy
Now tell me son who got that pressure
Yea yea yea
Really you could call this a prescription, as a matter of fact addiction ain't in my diction
Wisp fallin through my scalp lookin like a weepin' willow, I can't sleep in reaper waitin' 'side my pillow
Pitter patter how I see these other rappers, boy they lack 'a passion
How could I blame 'em tho' my very own could make me Casper
F*ck it I rather be dead 'fore I rock a chattel, E&J to the head we ready for battle
She off the Henn she steady she steady give head, I'm gettin' head in my head I'm thinkin' bout bread
Devil on my shoulder like we bout to cave in, Angel on the other side like "Nigga we can't save him"
I be goddamn if I'm slavin' just to pay rent...forever, spray brain to pavement
Slide into the function and I'm lookin' like a A- hol up..ugh, I look like I need an agent
Circle small, live niggas like to say shit, or vampires I might re-up on my Blade shit
Never shades feelin' like this be the matrix, or the Twilight Zone this shit crazy
I can't take it
Globe on my shoulders, wade in the waters, five fingers over heart
That shit heavy
Cannon to my chest fire to rest, what you throw on forest
That shit heavy
Niggas wanna jam they a see, nigga wanna jam we a see
That shit heavy
My soul hot
That shit heavy
Now tell me son who got that pressure
Yea yea yea
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Globe on my shoulders, wade in the waters, five fingers over heart
That shit heavy
Cannon to my chest fire to rest, what you throw on forest
That shit heavy
Niggas wanna jam they a see, nigga wanna jam we a see
That shit heavy
My soul hot
That shit heavy
Now tell me son who got that pressure
Yea yea yea
Hatin' the celebration, I ain't tryna speak serve a couple greets then I gotta face one
Good grief couldn't manage to eat all day, no appetite I feel like a zombay
Marijuana be my bombay, man I need my piece 'fore I Pompei, no peace I honor nor serve a parlay
Nig-Nigga why wassup? Why you lookin grim?
Look around said look around, this ain't no muthaf*ckin' party
Currently I feel my bones shiver, Im demented, it could be worse, I could be those niggas
Flames rising heard my toes flicker, stuck in brea how this time make a nigga move slow quicker
"I can blow you up" oh really? Penny every time heard, shit, I could have 4 billi
Still the dream never forfeited, stuck to this shit like a fat nigga rockin' like 4 fitteds
Why you look mean bitch cause the flow bitter, my hair glimmer, my-my skin similar to henna
Know she drunk on this shit I be in them innards, had to hit ha wit dat killa', shit heavy
Globe on my shoulders, wade in the waters, five fingers over heart
That shit heavy
Cannon to my chest fire to rest, what you throw on forest
That shit heavy
Niggas wanna jam they a see, nigga wanna jam we a see
That shit heavy
My soul hot
That shit heavy
Now tell me son who got that pressure
Yea yea yea
Really you could call this a prescription, as a matter of fact addiction ain't in my diction
Wisp fallin through my scalp lookin like a weepin' willow, I can't sleep in reaper waitin' 'side my pillow
Pitter patter how I see these other rappers, boy they lack 'a passion
How could I blame 'em tho' my very own could make me Casper
F*ck it I rather be dead 'fore I rock a chattel, E&J to the head we ready for battle
She off the Henn she steady she steady give head, I'm gettin' head in my head I'm thinkin' bout bread
Devil on my shoulder like we bout to cave in, Angel on the other side like "Nigga we can't save him"
I be goddamn if I'm slavin' just to pay rent...forever, spray brain to pavement
Slide into the function and I'm lookin' like a A- hol up..ugh, I look like I need an agent
Circle small, live niggas like to say shit, or vampires I might re-up on my Blade shit
Never shades feelin' like this be the matrix, or the Twilight Zone this shit crazy
I can't take it
Globe on my shoulders, wade in the waters, five fingers over heart
That shit heavy
Cannon to my chest fire to rest, what you throw on forest
That shit heavy
Niggas wanna jam they a see, nigga wanna jam we a see
That shit heavy
My soul hot
That shit heavy
Now tell me son who got that pressure
Yea yea yea
That shit heavy
Cannon to my chest fire to rest, what you throw on forest
That shit heavy
Niggas wanna jam they a see, nigga wanna jam we a see
That shit heavy
My soul hot
That shit heavy
Now tell me son who got that pressure
Yea yea yea
Hatin' the celebration, I ain't tryna speak serve a couple greets then I gotta face one
Good grief couldn't manage to eat all day, no appetite I feel like a zombay
Marijuana be my bombay, man I need my piece 'fore I Pompei, no peace I honor nor serve a parlay
Nig-Nigga why wassup? Why you lookin grim?
Look around said look around, this ain't no muthaf*ckin' party
Currently I feel my bones shiver, Im demented, it could be worse, I could be those niggas
Flames rising heard my toes flicker, stuck in brea how this time make a nigga move slow quicker
"I can blow you up" oh really? Penny every time heard, shit, I could have 4 billi
Still the dream never forfeited, stuck to this shit like a fat nigga rockin' like 4 fitteds
Why you look mean bitch cause the flow bitter, my hair glimmer, my-my skin similar to henna
Know she drunk on this shit I be in them innards, had to hit ha wit dat killa', shit heavy
Globe on my shoulders, wade in the waters, five fingers over heart
That shit heavy
Cannon to my chest fire to rest, what you throw on forest
That shit heavy
Niggas wanna jam they a see, nigga wanna jam we a see
That shit heavy
My soul hot
That shit heavy
Now tell me son who got that pressure
Yea yea yea
Really you could call this a prescription, as a matter of fact addiction ain't in my diction
Wisp fallin through my scalp lookin like a weepin' willow, I can't sleep in reaper waitin' 'side my pillow
Pitter patter how I see these other rappers, boy they lack 'a passion
How could I blame 'em tho' my very own could make me Casper
F*ck it I rather be dead 'fore I rock a chattel, E&J to the head we ready for battle
She off the Henn she steady she steady give head, I'm gettin' head in my head I'm thinkin' bout bread
Devil on my shoulder like we bout to cave in, Angel on the other side like "Nigga we can't save him"
I be goddamn if I'm slavin' just to pay rent...forever, spray brain to pavement
Slide into the function and I'm lookin' like a A- hol up..ugh, I look like I need an agent
Circle small, live niggas like to say shit, or vampires I might re-up on my Blade shit
Never shades feelin' like this be the matrix, or the Twilight Zone this shit crazy
I can't take it
Globe on my shoulders, wade in the waters, five fingers over heart
That shit heavy
Cannon to my chest fire to rest, what you throw on forest
That shit heavy
Niggas wanna jam they a see, nigga wanna jam we a see
That shit heavy
My soul hot
That shit heavy
Now tell me son who got that pressure
Yea yea yea
Writer: ERIK TUFT
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Songtrust Ave