Lyrics Gaol - Xeal

I'm talkin' touched on my soul
Oh no this shit already old
Let the beat come in, on load
Xealo Towers

I ain't wanna start nothin', I just gotta get a clip up on the drums, what
Rewrote the tome a thousand times in all directions
Steppin' through the next reflection, got a message, so
I ain't gon' make it look like I came up and I struggled, no
I'm tryna make it to raise up the ones under rubble
No airlift I'll pass on the wisdom uncovered
Let them all decide what to do with it, man I got
Goals for the week and the year and a couple of decades
I'm lookin' for trouble, for bundles
Head straight to my safe and put 15 for later, gon' double
Had put a few things to the side while I take me some time
To realize a few dozen these problems behind me, gon'
Raise up the case like it was towards the grace of God
Now let me break up the bread and I'm raisin' the stakes on a pedestal
Pressin' down that gas, I ain't gon' let up
Keep that stress inside, you gon' get fed up
It's too many times that I've gone insane and came back to ground like whatever
Let yourself get up
Reflect on the process
And set up a new plan
Oh damn it
Forget what I'm tellin'

Just live your life
Ain't no point in stressin', ease your mind
Good friends hard to come by, treat 'em right
Don't hold too tight, but don't lose sight
Why do you wanna be rich
Hop off the roof, then sail (Sail)
Poppin' a zoot through the mail (You've got mail)
Vodka got me readin' braille
Cop fuckin' bum it to jail

Try to come stop me, man, give you a head start, no tails
Thousand on trilli you fail
Movin' through life like a gale, build up a home in the mouth of a whale, a sign
You do not do you and I, won't give me time
And I couldn't blame you, I haven't made my name in life, yet
Not about to speak, I ain't wanna instigate (Shit)
I can't get mad, my mind go for lightspeed racin'
Stuck on Instagram for hours, gettin' nothin' made (Wait)
I can't gauge her face (Wait, wait, wait)
Thought my life was endin' 19 different ways
I awaited Satan, but she came to save
Baby come and sleep, no let's not stay up late
Had to stop insomniac
Got the lab rat locked up in the skull cap
Data racked and tagged in massive matrix backup
That's a bad batch of quote on quote acid had me leavin' my birth dimension
I swear to God this shit ain't my first dimension
Drank that elixir then he bent the fuckin' prison bars just like some sticks and then climbed up the ladder and he's about to

Hop off the roof, then sail (Sail)
Poppin' the zoot through the mail (You got mail)
Vodka got me readin' braille
Cop fuckin' bum it to jail

Ki-Kids is coppin' the kicks they call poppin'
Why'd we start carin' 'bout how we been walkin'
This shit's all facades, the dollar don' got to us
Lop off the top astronomical margin of profit for average products and garments
Like damn
I can't stand this man
Sam want us consumin'
Sheep just feed demand
Plastic freedom land
I'm crashin' it down
I know that it's rough right now
Just know that it's bowin' out, it's comin' down
Hey this ain't just lust for her
Way more than wantin' to fuck, ain't tryna open up
Goin' under, goin' under

Ain't my first dimension
You do not do you and I, won't give me time
I don't blame you I ain't made my name in life
I just talk my mind, I ain't wanna instigate shit
I can't get mad, my mind go for lightspeed racin'
Stuck on Instagram for hours, gettin' nothin' made
I can't gauge her face
Thought my life was endin' 19 different ways
Passin', passin'
I ain't passin', I'm just crashin' for now
Careful passin' past the razor glass angles
Them what make up lastin' pain, don't stay around
Yeah, it hurts right now but we gon' make it out
Never sweat 'cause this shit is just for now
Money stuck up in the journey, gotta shake it out
This shit grows over decades, gotta be patient now

I been hangin' out around a boundary
Stuck in poutin', thinkin' 'bout a limit I ain't passin'
Vision blurred, ain't fallin' victim to these bastards, look
I'll go down in blood and guns, man if I have to
I know this shit rough right now
But know that it's bowin' out
Just know that you're comin' down
Hop off the roof, then sail (Sail)
Poppin' the zoot through the mail (You got mail)
Vodka got me readin' braille
Cop fuckin' bum it to jail
That s-s-still mean n-nothin' if if you want it to
I got tears in my eyes

Packs of the loose
Gon' past the blues
The whole crew came through
And we all went rude
And we not stay cool
It gets hot here, cruel
Well now, I'm just like fuck that
Keep that, keep that
I'm just like, I'm just like fuck that
Hop off the roof, then sail
Poppin' the zoot through the mail
Vodka got me readin' braille
Cop fuckin' bum it to jail