ARES, Pt. II (feat. saint ember)

I'm in a state of high learning Lately I've been observing Habits that really ain't been working Searching Trynna find my self in these verses So my mental unloads On the paper with a purpose Asking my self was it worth it? Got all girls that you wanted But your sanity is worthless Sometimes I sit back hard When I'm lurking And think to myself God damn this is perfect Plot twist I fell in love with the moment I watch her eyes roll When my fingers get to stroking Let her legs go And she keep that shit open This the lifestyle of a young nigga Who been focused Been triller than all you niggas Who didn't promote it Hated the inception Of that young boy flowing Sending shots my way My nigga get to smoking I guarantee a loss Won't be the only thing You niggas gotta cope with Yuhh Fuck that shit I'm pulling out explosives Rearrange your body Leg comes out Same place ya ass opens More blood streaming out than Pacific Oceans So walking past you got me feeling like Moses Red Sea shit Got you niggas seasick I'm beasting Don't ever cross me Rap Jesus If you ever try that shit You'll be deceasing And they gone hear this song When they find you ass in pieces I swear to God The flow is heat seeking You don't gotta lie I know this shit is fire Not even preheated I made a pop album And my niggas said you tweaking But there's beauty behind the madness Shout that nigga Weeknd Putting up hits every season Niggas think cause I sing I don't got the heart to get even So this gone be a harsh wake up call For you heathens When I drop fire on ya head And leave you defeated Descend Every time that we spend Our weekends Sinking Running off the deep end Up until the streets dim Pushing on an ink pen Niggas tryna peak, like you speaking with the P's in Brush it with the madness I'm just tryna get the streaks in Play it like it's madden when they pass I bring the heat in We don't even see them Talking bout the competition They been playing bird box Niggas tryna block the vision Y'all should probably quit now I'm just being optimistic Been rehearsing so it's obvious his verses need a coffin with it Speaking perfect like it's cursive when I talk to niggas Like Minerva I just burst into the larger picture With some armor nigga Charge a nigga like some battery I'm tryna get my green up Maybe like a plug Every verse should be a re-up Soon as niggas seeing what I do They wanna team up They could never beat us Damn I'm so elitist Tryna get a milly, I ain't talking bout with Regis Living in a country with nobody here to lead us Where they owe us everything but trip like they don't need us Drive like Prius Nigga that's efficient Niggas tryna make it off of hooks like they been fishing I'm just tryna make a real difference, on a mission Bout to get it popping I was never good at mixing I was always on my own, lord Have you ever had to be alone, for Days, then they hit you with a phone call "Nigga where you at?" I'm in the zone, dawg Please do not mess with my shit I'm in the lab making hits In the mix it's just me and that young nigga Nick I'd never diss rather come up legit But like Ares we kill you it is what it is Back in the mix Back in this bitch