Omavi

Way too much to get out on this page Diamond from Dallas I cut her Breathing espousing my pain Sweeping my highs undercover Sleep and lost count of the days Leap for me, bound for my brothers Squeak past the scythe for the day Receiving the crown from my mother Beacon out of speakers sound like grief in front of town hall A proud loud lost ass nigga afraid to sound off Now you gotta hear about how much the bubble down cost And you gotta hear about the trouble loving brown has brought Numbers on mental healthcare Blunders on my skin it's scraped and bitten singed by hellflare Known since elementary they building a hell meant for me Niggas couldn't tip me off my balance we got strength Know these niggas love comparisons but baby I ain't him These niggas also loving hesitance, I hate they standing still But I'm still standing still will brandish iron fist I'm a real manic, still will manage rocking ship Setting low standards in the throes of banishing my fears When your ideal life feel like abandoning what's near To your chest plate, I got rest ranging in my ears On my best day I got stress anchoring the kid Gotta let the sun talk see it all clearer Several times I almost made my dawg a pallbearer Several times I made a dartboard of my face but now the heart sores is sharpening my aim so it's all serious Gotta keep y'all near us 'Cause it's life in my belly, knife in my belly got me all leery My stripes is a testament y'alls is accessory all showy Steady making appearances, slave to your peers cause they all-knowing All growing, handing off to reaper what we all sowing Life my greatest teacher and my preacher and my opponent What you posed to think of yourself When all the reasons for thinking you worth believing in is all going But staying close enough just to hurl reminders at you Had to close the book not to be dishonest with you You made me open up and now I'm under fire, listen baby girl My opus underlined in underlying tension -Girl problems I couldn't make up My brothers yeah I need them couldn't let them change up Family having dreams that ain't never wake up I ain't plan to ever have to see my necklace chained up Ayo first girl problems I was chasing hearses finna burden my mama Finna leave the serpents to encourage my partnas Love was at the table had to change up my posture Death was at the door but it was from my own knocking Met him at the porch was finna jump with no conscience Looking in the mirror make the spittle flow nauseous I was finna end it all the end of rope caught me This is Omavi