Lyrics




On a different planet
I don't need no one
To bother me
I'm burning green you would think
I'm lighting up a Christmas tree
But Santa never came
So I'm smoking out
The chimney
I got beef with my parents
They should've named me Himothy
Silly me for thinking
That they knew they made greatness
When they were both elated
I learned to channel my anger
Into letters that's on a paper
Separated by spaces to form Words
That are verbs cause
Action's what I'm made of
In the face of danger
I remain strong, stand tall
Under oath, I'll tell a lie
If loyalty the cost
Take no days off
Like Kobe I want more
If they are in their bag
Then I own the store
In war you pick a side
Till the death and nothing more
Can't afford to lose time
Live life with no remorse
Stay the course as you torch
Everything in your path
And when that bomb drop
Make the world feel my wrath
Hold up, pay attention
I ain't finish
What the fuck you thought
I swear to God
Ima demiGod
Had her on her knees
Like she Praying
In a synagogue
It's a sin to God
If you ever cross me
Leave you hanging Like his son
I'm not the one or the dos
But I'm known as
Trace nigga
Chuck the deuce
Word to my Ace nigga
100 proof shots
To the dome Nigga
Eurostep the bullshit
Where ever I roam
I gotta say Nowadays
Shit ain't been the same
You all up in my business
And you're mad you can't relate
Only problem with my business
Is deciding which bank
To deposit what i'll make
In this mahfucking game
But
Nowadays ever body think
They real cause they rap
Nowadays everybody
Creating they own facts
But nowadays every body
Wanna Marvel At the Cap
But I ain't with the bullshit
Nigga they all trash
Nowadays ever body think
They real cause they rap
Nowadays everybody
Creating they own facts
But nowadays every body
Wanna Marvel At the Cap
But I ain't with the bullshit
Nigga they all trash
Back and forth
Niggas be lying
All in they rhymes
Like what you rapping for?
Risking ya life
To move a dime
Like what you trappin for?
A quarter til 5
You grabbed your 9
You working backwards bro
But we come
From jungles
Fueled by struggle
This shit survival mode
Niggas will run all
Up in ya crib like
It's the Capitol
But if you really wanna mix,
I Can like the Alamo
I'm all about a dolla
No drama, don't
Got no time for broke
Bitches, just give
Me the throat and go
Real shit
I don't owe you no dick
Don't Play no games
Fuck outta my crib
I will take ya life
Don't come for my shit
Like Arya Stark
Get put on a list
Not a single wish
Or regret in my grave
Only thing I need
My balls And my name
In a strange world
I'm the only one that's sane
Cause Nowadays ever body think
They real cause they rap
Nowadays everybody
Creating they own facts
But nowadays every body
Wanna Marvel At the Cap
But I ain't with the bullshit
nigga they all trash
Nowadays ever body think
They real cause they rap
Nowadays everybody
Creating they own facts
But nowadays every body
wanna Marvel At the Cap
But I ain't with the bullshit
nigga they all trash



Writer(s): Maurice Pressley Copyright: Self Published Through Distrokid



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