Lyrics Tarot - 13thtarot

She say she aint like when I rap sad
Out tryna get it and stack cash
Spoke with the devil, shit, at last
Strolling through hell it aint half bad
Open your mind to gain access
Sip on this wine til I lack stress
Bitch looking fine in that black dress
Lace underneath with the accents
She say that she love me, she proud of me
I hope I dont fall into traffic
I'm bugging my mind playing tricks on me
Hope I dont croak with this last sip
Still roaming my signal aint back yet
Where the fuck groovy go? Back there
Its time to move forward fuck past tense
I'm focussed on gaining up traction yea
Tarot or reaper please tell me the diff
Ascension sky dragon I'm on my defense
Sycophants grasping to capture the gift
Bitches aint on my level or even same premesis
Might need to edit ya penmanship
Reach for divinity been a miss
Eye through the pyramid
Spy through the internet
Government know this shit venomous