Odyssey (feat. Elz)

Yo, let me kill it one time My nigga saved me from the evil side He was like "Coops you know you're the truth" And I was like "Oh yeah, brother that's right" I almost I forgot it, no money in my pocket Got me feeling like a prophet My shit ain't sold, they lost their soul Cah the devil come around I want to cop it stop it That's why you gotta free your mind It's for your own good, you should feel inclined Don't want to read then pree them signs Fuck niggas if they don't want to redefine, pay that price read that fine I got to make it, 'cause I know I'm nothing like all them niggas who feel like they got fake it I innovate it, on another level, I'm in a spaceship Your shit is basic My shit is wavy, your shit is wasted Niggas need more then a mirror to face it Chicks need more then one lick to taste it I just take a hit on the spliff and embrace it Pour it in my cup, I got nothing to case it Now I'm feeling fucked gonna get on my cray shit Now I'm feeling fucked Kanye and Jay-Z I watched that throne, then I got back home, rode a big fat cone Don't let me get in my zone, remember that God made me in his clone So I could do this whole fucking thing on my own I could do this whole fucking thing on my own But it ain't no fun if my real niggas can't get some so I ain't trying to do this alone Peace Where's my sheets I'm trying to roll one up Oh, oh, oh, oh Tell the Feds that we don't give a fuck They trying to lock us up, for what? But I won't let it get me down Smoke weed let it free my mind I'm just stuck in the system trying to get out Oh, oh, oh, oh So come on, follow me on this Odyssey I'm lost trying to find my way Pure soul with his mind in a maze When I find myself I'm gonna fight this hell Gonna fight through the dark 'til I see brighter days If the word wasn't giving me the time to think Let me think about it, would I sell my soul? I could hear the devil calling in the air, it's distorted He's planning the birth of a beast While I'm figuring ways to abort it 'Til I gotta move to precaution 'Cause this life will catch you out One minute you're on top on the world Next minute your crashing down Now you gotta go and short your plans around Really I just want to sort my family out, be the man of the house Fuck the government and them shitty hand me downs I was built for this shit Let my soul get lifted as I smoke on this spliff I'm doing something wrong, I don't know what it is When I'm looking in the mirror I don't know who it is, yea Life a bitch, ain't even got her clit wet Time spent trying to get a spliff and get spend If it stays like this I will probably go mental So I chase money can't make sense I'ma define my own limits if I bring problems just right the wrongs with it Combining weed and the mind it's like spinach Or the deep force weighing on your brain, did you get it? I ain't praying for fame when I get in I'm just praying for change when I get in I ain't praying for fame when I get in I'm just praying for change when I get in, yeah Where's my sheets I'm trying to roll one up Oh, oh, oh, oh Tell the Feds that we don't give a fuck They trying to lock us up, for what? But I won't let it get me down Smoke weed let it free my mind I'm just stuck in the system trying to get out Oh, oh, oh, oh So come on, follow me on this Odyssey