NEW ORLEANS

Perfectly fine, that's fine

Said **** brotha, **** brotha

Whatcha livin' for?

Is you goin' finish what you started

Whatcha quitin' for?

They told me God gave me a mission

But I'm missin' the supplies to complete it

I ain't the one you should read in

I'm used to being defeated

So **** a brotha

Who you standing with?

I'm independent 'cause these parties

Never planned for this

Brotha **** with the brain

Unintentionally swerving in every lane

The feelin's never the same

You chase what you couldn't gain

I'm so accustomed to flames

I couldn't tell you whats fire

Situation is dire, hear them calls from the choir

The disposition acquired from my position on Earth

It's telling me decapitate everything for what it's worth

When I die, these words goin' need separate caskets and a hearse

I don't rhyme, I freeze time and let these hands jus' do the work

I'm in tandem with my curse

Going with maniac since my birth

See the canvas as a planet I'm commanding with my nerves, ah

Tell 'em boys don't run from us

I been down too long, cousin

I been down too long, brotha

Tell the world I ain't scared of nothin'

Tell the world I ain't scared of jumpin'

Tell my boy I want a crib in London

Tell the world to stop trippin' out

Build a different house with some different functions

Tell 'em boys don't run from us

I been down too long cousin

I been down too long brotha

Tell the world I ain't scared of nothin'

Tell the world I ain't scared of jumpin'

Tell my boy I want a crib in London

Tell the world to stop trippin' out

Build a different house with some different functions

Tryna treat man like baby

Feel the teeth sink in like rabies

Boy you know you don't look fly

Dem gold chains turn your neck green, bye

Nothin' different now, all around now

Who you keep around now?

That's a big reflection

Don't like how they talkin' to me

Why they walkin' to me?

Wear your shit up on your sleeve

Stop projectin' on me

Sense is your surround sound

What's you take on me?

Kill the ego now

What that make of me?

Angle wide screen

Couple' sips of Tanqueray

I'm a throw a couple punches

I'm a do it anyway

Chin up little son, I slide in like the macarena

Lose time, pen it, style spice on, jalapeno

Super sonic move through tunnel

Two wheel cycles, slightly silent

Crowd better than 9 millimeter with extended suppressor

Bustin' out the function, highly comfortable

Got this Martine on my body, man, my sweat lethal

Sweet kisses like the candy out the carnival

I'ma call my own shots, hit the audible

Impending death is the only sign, of life

I'm throwing Hail Marys, till I die

Throw it up, all I have is peace of mind

Throwin' up, have my wings clipped

I don't need them shits

Learn to fly again

Fast track to last place

I swear I've never been up top but I'm up here somewhere

Out here, nobody can tell me shit

Shit, never mind what I did back then

You should take a look at yourself instead

Maybe you can find yourself

Love yourself

Here's to health

And here's to wealth

All together now

Tell 'em boys, don't run from us

I been down too long, cousin

I been down too long, brother

Tell the world, I ain't scared of nothin'

Tell the world, I ain't scared of jumpin'

Tell my boy, I want a crib in London

Tell the world to stop trippin' out

Build a different house with some different functions

Tell 'em boys, don't run from us

I been down too long, cousin

I been down too long, brother

Tell the world, I ain't scared of nothin'

Tell the world, I ain't scared of jumpin'

Tell my boy, I want a crib in London

Tell the world to stop trippin' out

Build a different house with some different functions

Voodoo Man

Momma took me to the church and I sang a hymn

Colonized Christian

Now I'm losing my religion

God damn, so narcissistic this millennium

Fuck you and the bubble that you livin' in

I don't go to church, but I'm so spiritual

Pulled my life out of dirt, that's a miracle

If Jesus was a pop star, would he break the bank?

All these diamonds in my face, I'm shining like the day

I'm living in my prime, man, what can I say?

If the service is an hour, I'm an hour late