( I really like, I’m gonna be really sad if you don’t come back)

Don’t you wait, don’t you wait, Im gon’ be right there (yeah yuh yeah) (yeah yuh yeah)

(Oh, yeah)

You could have fact the toes, if you keep the action

We deep in our static zones, I’m leaking out passion

Pulling out beats like I’m Maxon

Drop a new song like a Canon

Stashing my guap for the taxes

Steady invest in my practice

Everyday that I wrote flows (woah) woke up paint the soul

I smoke dope when it’s cold, on top of plateus

I see oceans, water, jump befo’ (yeah)

Dropping slopes all over the world (yeah, yeah)

I’m sipping that mocha, I’m a high toker

Walking my bank, I be like Mosley, shooting that potent (yeah, yeah)

Word to my clique, word to my left, word to my- word to my right

I don’t need friends, when I could afflict through all of this shit in my life

(Ooh, yeah)

First think it out my mind then I’m going in

Second breaking out the time flowing states again

Got some sprite pouring up with friends (yeah)

Got no mind, I can’t fuck with them (yeah)

I need my wife, not no clones of sin (need my wife yeah need my wife)

I leave all to fate , walking around in my cape slate

I will not jump out my face, we will not pop up and Bang Bang

Day that I wrote flows (woah) woke up paint the soul

I smoke dope when it’s cold, on top of plateus

I see oceans, water, jump befo’ (yeah)

Dropping slopes all over the world (yeah, yeah)

I got no motto, bitch I’m in bottle

Got some hits overload but she want some for brado

Got my briefs not long ‘till we leave the face

I can’t leave I thought I told you that I’m not the brain

Don’t complain, bitch I can’t complain

I wan’t top and chop some olives on my piece of bake

See more months we got to rhyme more rounds to entertain (yeah)

You hurt mine I’m Harry Potter ‘till the end of day (yeah, oh)

Why you trippin’ ?

Tapping I’m with my blitz side , pull up I’m with my 6th sense

Dragging me down like quicksand

You’re gonna need more precision (oh, yeah)

I’m the running man that’s gon’ split with you (oh)

You could have fact the toes, if you keep the action

We deep in our static zones, I’m leaking out passion

Pulling out beats like I’m Maxon

Drop a new song like a Canon

Stashing my guap for the taxes

Steady invest in my practice

 Day that I wrote flows (woah) woke up paint the soul

I smoke dope when it’s cold, on top of plateus

I see oceans, water, jump befo’ (yeah)

Dropping slopes all over the world (yeah, yeah)

 

(Need my wife yeah need my wife )

(yeah yeah)

(Got no motto , in my bottle )

(Nah Nah)