[Verse 1]My hands fatigued and off the opusKept it underground, I focusI feel afterlife, 6 under oath, don't want no hokus pokusNiggas tryna go pop, I draw contactWith my facemaskNothin' but, nothin' but netIs you Roger or Novak?You still are no match, you get no rematchBoy, you missed your momentPerusing the MoMAI'm all on my lonely, burst in tearsOn his shoulder and it's so cold cause he sculpturedWhere's the shaman ayahuascaI at once ask him for atonementI never ever trust a pre-rolledI never let a random mothafucka shoot the B-rollI never ask advice from him cause what could he know?Never fuck someone you wouldn't wanna be thoughIt forever seems like time's upWhen we swerve in the HondaNow forever seems like no timeI mean time flies when you have someBoth nuts weigh two poundsall on your bitch like futonsMy crew saved you crewlike niggas came through with the grouponsCookin' with the grease down, couple fries and CholulaAre you slowin' down? Are you holdin' down?Whoever held you downWhoever propped you upBuilt the structures with youSwished the buckets with yaWho was fuckin' with ya?Really brothers when you needed that?When you seeing eye is a forced blackHail Mary on a fourth downHands to the sky[Verse 2]Yeah, peace to the holypeace to the people that think they know mePeace to Moschino, cover your ass, your rectum showingPeace to the boys that we used to be thoughGeto Boy North Face too cold on these hoesPeace out to Willy B, Bushwick Billy and FacePiece of steak grillin' in Jesus' name, speakin' his graceHands to the sky[Verse 3]Neptunes and peace signsChiraq, Palestine lifeHyper built 1995You'd think that was airstrikes on outsideI put refugees in my villaPlay kids the Fu-Gee-LaAll this space AtlantaPlace order McMansion and two apple piesI want the Porsche, a Bugatti designSilicon Valley, new venture is tits upHow do I crop your new bitch out my Vine?Sick, blew nose, spit foamin' white like frapple, JackalEl Chapo, defactoBelle nacho, shell taco, crunch crackleGreen emeraldPink diamonds like Apple Jack bull
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[Verse 1]
My hands fatigued and off the opus
Kept it underground, I focus
I feel afterlife, 6 under oath, don't want no hokus pokus
Niggas tryna go pop, I draw contact
With my facemask
Nothin' but, nothin' but net
Is you Roger or Novak?
You still are no match, you get no rematch
Boy, you missed your moment
Perusing the MoMA
I'm all on my lonely, burst in tears
On his shoulder and it's so cold cause he sculptured
Where's the shaman ayahuasca
I at once ask him for atonement
I never ever trust a pre-rolled
I never let a random mothafucka shoot the B-roll
I never ask advice from him cause what could he know?
Never fuck someone you wouldn't wanna be though
It forever seems like time's up
When we swerve in the Honda
Now forever seems like no time
I mean time flies when you have some
Both nuts weigh two pounds
all on your bitch like futons
My crew saved you crew
like niggas came through with the groupons
Cookin' with the grease down, couple fries and Cholula
Are you slowin' down? Are you holdin' down?
Whoever held you down
Whoever propped you up
Built the structures with you
Swished the buckets with ya
Who was fuckin' with ya?
Really brothers when you needed that?
When you seeing eye is a forced black
Hail Mary on a fourth down
Hands to the sky
[Verse 2]
Yeah, peace to the holy
peace to the people that think they know me
Peace to Moschino, cover your ass, your rectum showing
Peace to the boys that we used to be though
Geto Boy North Face too cold on these hoes
Peace out to Willy B, Bushwick Billy and Face
Piece of steak grillin' in Jesus' name, speakin' his grace
Hands to the sky
[Verse 3]
Neptunes and peace signs
Chiraq, Palestine life
Hyper built 1995
You'd think that was airstrikes on outside
I put refugees in my villa
Play kids the Fu-Gee-La
All this space Atlanta
Place order McMansion and two apple pies
I want the Porsche, a Bugatti design
Silicon Valley, new venture is tits up
How do I crop your new bitch out my Vine?
Sick, blew nose, spit foamin' white like frapple, Jackal
El Chapo, defacto
Belle nacho, shell taco, crunch crackle
Green emerald
Pink diamonds like Apple Jack bull
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