paroles de chanson frequency - Pope Cyrus VII

So, I'm tellin' you, I was just in Portland
Like, I drove
Four hours to get back, I don't, I don't know
How long it really was, but 15 minutes later
I'm back in the fuckin' studio
'Cause this shit couldn't wait, this shit, this shit couldn't fuckin' wait
I'm fightin' demons
I can't fuckin' deal with it anymore

New gas got my brain shufflin' like playing cards
New gas got me fuckin' thinkin' I can lay it on
Don't give no shits how thick, I'mma make her move bricks
I got strong ties, you the weakest at the Eucharist
I could bear the cross, check the motherfuckin' back squat
Team on my back, warhorse with a chariot
Fuck technicalities, I'm really 'bout to drag you
Take you to the strip, I might rob and unpack you
Hold you at the gunpoint with the sight of a MAC tool
Automatic pistol give his organs lotta tattoos
Psychedelic visions got me knowin' that I'm that cool
Where the fuck I'm at, man? Wish I knew that, too
World got me trippin' on some shit that I can't control
World got me puffin' on some shit that the people know
People know about me, if they don't, then it's no deal
Dripped up in the coat, so you know the fuckin' dope real
Flakes on my rope, and I don a trap necklace
It ain't worth the trouble, just to try me, that's a sentence
Death wish, Death Grips, weeks in the deep web
Divin' into Tor, I came right up on a coke web
Arsonists for hire, got the flame that eat the house whole
Isolated weirdo that could grab you out the whole house
Hang around a lot of glass material like a Milhouse
SNL type money, I need hella gigs, a real house
How you get that money? Then you gotta get connected
How you get position? Then you gotta get connected
It ain't really art unless it's worth a couple million
Hella drugs around me got me thinkin' I'm the reverend
Need For Speed child, always want a quicker ride home
Now I'm whippin' hella geeked, can't take a DUI home
Want to meet God? Swing by heaven on the ride home
Bloody glass decorates my neck like a rhinestone
Opioids patchin' up my heart, it's unable
Zaza got me reachin' for the syrup, not the maple
Beat make me wanna lay it all on the table
Wanna watch new visions, I ain't talkin' bout the cable
Buzz up in my spinal cord, electrical cable
They like "you should stop gettin' high." If you say so
If she sendin' hearts, I'm in the car, any mindstate
If she sendin' hearts, then I'll take the Camry out of state
Feelin' like I'm Juice WRLD, 'bout when he wrote Wishing Well
Call me YG, 'cause I'm stayin' dangerous to myself
When I drive my car I feel like helicopter Kobe
Three wrecks in a short span, now you fuckin' know me
Shout out to my mom, she don't scan my lyrics closely
I think if she did, she would take away the car keys
Cough syrup got my legs shakin', I ain't hit the gym
Every time I'm feelin' unaccomplished, then I hit the gym
Six out of seven days a week, dawg, I hit the gym
If you ain't got muscles, then nobody gonna think you him
Lookin' at my high school self, he was never him
Dumb shit for the clout 'cause he never got attention
Now I'm droppin' songs and they never get attention
So I'm gettin' paid, goin' out and buyin' friendships
Surround myself with geniuses because I know I am one
Got the God complex, even with the Samsung
More wealth than everyone, I still got the spirit poor
IceJJFish, 'cause I'm always cryin' on the floor
Tears in the rain or the ocean, they get ignored
Rapper with the shows and the tour, what I'm meant for
On the bottom of the world, dawg, I fuckin' live here
I ain't moved in no direction, dawg, I still live here
Damn
Vowing to myself, I'm movin' out for the win
My bro say that therapy gon' help me be more blissful
But then they'll diagnose me and they'll take away my pistols
Rockin' back and forth with the nine, and it's stolen
Tryna smoke some joy tonight, I need someone to roll it
Bad gyal, good top, who ain't know my history
I wanna give her brain 'til she have a lil' epiphany
Center of my stage, this a Pope C soliloquy
Greatest shit you ever heard, I'm at a higher frequency