I just keep it low man I won't even speak
Gotta reach the goal
You gon fold in a week
Eating with my bros
Left my soul in the street
Reaping what I sow
This for yours and my niggas
Break they doors I need entrance
All on the floor is this living
Crying at stone
Can't get high I keep sprinting I feel trapped
Must be the city on laps
Forgot to look back cuz what they told me
Gotta keep sneakers on me you never know when a fade slide
Legends only in the click right
Work like we playing with the 80s like Kobe
Rest In Power
Peace too many homies
Death coming Listen slowly
Ancestors my family
Eating fruit off the family tree
Heard the snake was a angel still let her be
Still All I really want peace
Rest in power and peace Te Freida
First nigga that I seen what paint can be
You ever seen paint bleed we work hard
Clean strong she put us on
Whatever that shit keep going
Painting away feelings like emotions
Pictures like the ocean reflect
I ain't seen myself vivid Long time
Tears got my eyes blurred we stone skipping
Rivers when I'm gone play these songs for my niggas on me
No lies. Hope heaven got a throne for me
I'm prolly be somewhere dancing with the big homies
Queens all my kings like
Peace. I just keep it low man I won't even speak
Gotta reach the goal
You gon fold in a week
Eating with my bros
Left my soul in the street
Reaping what I sow
Imma sow what I reap
Seen it all before
Okay. Life gets more jarring by the day
James Harden. Take a couple steps
Back and hit the J, uh
I been in the field. Trying to catch a play
I'm talking early like matinee
Tryna break a savage state of mind
I was sick of chasing time
Had to get it on my own
You die if you wait in line
I could never fake a vibe
For a little taste of shine HA
Fuck do yall be on
I just book a plane to fly
Every time i feel alone and It's often
I misplaced my mind, yeah I lost it
Inspiration like a blunt
Gotta find the light to spark it
I've been close to giving up
I was blinded by the darkness
Said I did not give a fuck
But still would like someone to talk with
Psychadelic drugs had me looking at my carcass
Really miss the love, hate feeling like a target
I just need a hug but these days no one is arms length
Never trip or fuss bout a problem If I caused it
Gotta reach the goal
You gon fold in a week
Eating with my bros
Left my soul in the street
Reaping what i sow
Imma sow what I reap
Seen it all before