It's BLK, and MD

Ye

Ye

Yeah, yeah

Get ready

Get ready, cauz Michael don't miss

Ye

And I'm like oh lord, I need to go there

When I'm out of time

This world is so corrupted

Gotta shield your mind

Plus the hearts and pieces and the souls

Can never be at peace (nah)

They creeping in the darkness like the thieves

In the nights. I wake up in the morning and I feel blessed

I need more money baby but I'll never sell my soul. There's

Gotta be a better way then selling your hole. These ****

So pussy, they rather avoid the work

And I keep chasing my own soul

Trynna get back on my control

Unleash the demon upon my soul

On a quest for my control

Melody, symphony, play those keys

Like one,two,three on a A,B,C

I keep on moving, I'm lowkey

Camouflaging, snakes in the trees

I'm in a race against myself, in the pursuit of freedom

Experience is wealth, and knowledge is bliss

So I'm walking in heaven with a couple virgins (yeah)

And when I'm about to touch em, I wake up, and they disappear

When I'm in the jungle, that's when I breathe

Like blood brothers, Italians with the z's

I'm going 50, 100 deep

Going against the current, ye we rather bleed

I gotta be ready for all that's coming my way

We in the lane, not the fast one we going in, it's the

Evolution before the revolution