WHAT IT'S WORTH

One more time one more time one more time
One more time one more time one more time
That insta ain't a thing for me personally
I'll lose an icon like R.I.P Virgil
Imma show the whole world what the work do
I keep it going boy that's word out to Churchill
That's the perks of the word to the church mmm
Every verb til I'm brown, blue, purple
I get up in it so you feel it mind rehearse em
This a feeling not a plague not a curse mmmm
It's that inflection make em yell GAMBINO
You got that skepticism that's cool, we know
I'm digging deep like the roots wrote a tree note
I take a leaf from your bud that's free smoke
I leave a letter for my love that's free hope
All love from the dove that you freed woo
All love from above sent from me
Always pray for you hope that you heal

All around you see my face what a curse
All around you feel my place that's deserted
Where I was empty block ain't been rehearsed
For the rest of your loves I'm the first one
For the rest of your life I'm the worst one
Cuz I hope you do some better work in searching
Swore to you I'd never say a word that hurt you
Til' them leniencies needed some reworking
And with growth comes the personal researching
I'm talking within not wiki cursor swerving
This that self diagnosis as a person
With no limits to the point that he hurts you
This that help from the one that could hurt you
It's yourself so communicate your workings
This that self come to terms with the fact
I ain't perfect so ask if the time that you spent really worth it
You can't fix a person