Wait
Did I forget my line or did I get you waiting another
Time of the year I'm the headline of my peers
In the top of Veer towers pondering all my fears
I stay with em committed f*ck what you want to hear
America made me ruthless without the whip and chain
Cause every whip and chain that I wanted made me a slave
Working minimum wage until I'm deep in my grave
So what the f*ck did I do except learn in my youth
You wouldn't know unless you walked a mile in my boots
The golden tooth chronicle spat through bloody lips
The blood diamonds ironically that's put up on your wrist
Hop in the 4th floor don't know how long you be gone for
When problems go arise we dealt it all with them 4-4's
If I could go back and shift the hands of time
Would I do my shit better or go to the darker side
In hindsight 2020 I guess I kept it 100
Excuse my blurry vision I'm probably a bit blunted
Actavis chalice I guess my cup runneth
What you learn in life it ain't always how you want it
My 48 laws may go and differ from yours
Indecisive with my decisions how I deal with my soul
I've been fighting with blurry visions since I was 7 years old
My intuition always told me just to go with my goals
Heart freezing and cold but I've been playing my role
How the f*ck are you gonna tell me that my words ain't gold
Nowadays I feel lucky if I do get old
Like how the f*ck you finna see me when I'm hunderedfold
My dreams ain't been Kruger I'm up early than roosters
Taking shots from the life you lost in a minutia
We getting shit cracking bitch we moving the sticks
It took 20 years of sin to learn what devilish is
I revel in bliss when euphoria commence
Rolling in the silver ghost like Al Davis with tints
Every word that I done spit from out of my lips has been the gospel
You should f*cking go to church for this shit
How you mad at me like I ain't turn you into a bitch
I just exposed you like Oz pulling the curtain from his
And may I go remind you that this shit not Kansas
I'm in my Agassi's but I serve like Pete Sampras
As more time passes I realize I made mistakes
That I could never go salvage
I admit that I'm the cause for all of my madness
And I assure you my life has been anything but average
Dealing with day to day doing my best to manage the manic episodes
While my feet embrace the planet smoke sessions
Burning tree on the tatami mat inhale exhale
Navigating the cabbage patch
Got me in a state of mind
Wondering where the camera's at
Finding balance in places where my mental would wander at
Viewing everything in the future my eyes quarterback
And born up in a place where they kill you over a quarter sack
Kobe dropping 80 riding off in the distance
There ain't a enough dirt on the earth to bury all of my victims
That means every skeleton in my closet I'm walking with them
And every problem they had I've inherited with them
I've seen the scariest visions made peace with all my decisions
Walking a tightrope on what's left of the burnt bridges
More gold than a pharaoh vibing like a vaquero
Before I die I leave you to witness my concerto
Airport buzzing how you testing my metals
Throwing missiles with my bare hands Tom Brady credentials
I'm a skeptic with who I'm trusting when I'm profiting with you
When you're dead inside that coffin you'll never know who missed you
Cold reality when all you got is a pistol riding co-pilot
When you don't know who be rocking with you
Tried to keep me in the box with the games like Neo Geo
Took the G out my ego only left me with EO
With the chrome I'm like Mike moonwalking the tightrope
Through the scope I see any minute could turn to fight mode
Everywhere I go I'm now dead on arrival
Bustin' shoes coming from walking a thousand miles
Ghost in the booth you calling the X-Files
Chilling in my suite with the architectural styles
At the Ritz Carlton in Osaka with black and milds
Filling up the room leaving problems all in the clouds
Open the window let me go jump through it
I used to have these dreams in the blue Buick
Creating a dream where I could never lose it
Dodging the shit always keeping my f*cking legs moving
The world turned me into the beast
I transformed into Mecha when they said I'm deceased
Mechanical heart mechanical fist
You see a motherf*cker rise from the mist
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Wait
Did I forget my line or did I get you waiting another
Time of the year I'm the headline of my peers
In the top of Veer towers pondering all my fears
I stay with em committed f*ck what you want to hear
America made me ruthless without the whip and chain
Cause every whip and chain that I wanted made me a slave
Working minimum wage until I'm deep in my grave
So what the f*ck did I do except learn in my youth
You wouldn't know unless you walked a mile in my boots
The golden tooth chronicle spat through bloody lips
The blood diamonds ironically that's put up on your wrist
Hop in the 4th floor don't know how long you be gone for
When problems go arise we dealt it all with them 4-4's
If I could go back and shift the hands of time
Would I do my shit better or go to the darker side
In hindsight 2020 I guess I kept it 100
Excuse my blurry vision I'm probably a bit blunted
Actavis chalice I guess my cup runneth
What you learn in life it ain't always how you want it
My 48 laws may go and differ from yours
Indecisive with my decisions how I deal with my soul
I've been fighting with blurry visions since I was 7 years old
My intuition always told me just to go with my goals
Heart freezing and cold but I've been playing my role
How the f*ck are you gonna tell me that my words ain't gold
Nowadays I feel lucky if I do get old
Like how the f*ck you finna see me when I'm hunderedfold
My dreams ain't been Kruger I'm up early than roosters
Taking shots from the life you lost in a minutia
We getting shit cracking bitch we moving the sticks
It took 20 years of sin to learn what devilish is
I revel in bliss when euphoria commence
Rolling in the silver ghost like Al Davis with tints
Every word that I done spit from out of my lips has been the gospel
You should f*cking go to church for this shit
How you mad at me like I ain't turn you into a bitch
I just exposed you like Oz pulling the curtain from his
And may I go remind you that this shit not Kansas
I'm in my Agassi's but I serve like Pete Sampras
As more time passes I realize I made mistakes
That I could never go salvage
I admit that I'm the cause for all of my madness
And I assure you my life has been anything but average
Dealing with day to day doing my best to manage the manic episodes
While my feet embrace the planet smoke sessions
Burning tree on the tatami mat inhale exhale
Navigating the cabbage patch
Got me in a state of mind
Wondering where the camera's at
Finding balance in places where my mental would wander at
Viewing everything in the future my eyes quarterback
And born up in a place where they kill you over a quarter sack
Kobe dropping 80 riding off in the distance
There ain't a enough dirt on the earth to bury all of my victims
That means every skeleton in my closet I'm walking with them
And every problem they had I've inherited with them
I've seen the scariest visions made peace with all my decisions
Walking a tightrope on what's left of the burnt bridges
More gold than a pharaoh vibing like a vaquero
Before I die I leave you to witness my concerto
Airport buzzing how you testing my metals
Throwing missiles with my bare hands Tom Brady credentials
I'm a skeptic with who I'm trusting when I'm profiting with you
When you're dead inside that coffin you'll never know who missed you
Cold reality when all you got is a pistol riding co-pilot
When you don't know who be rocking with you
Tried to keep me in the box with the games like Neo Geo
Took the G out my ego only left me with EO
With the chrome I'm like Mike moonwalking the tightrope
Through the scope I see any minute could turn to fight mode
Everywhere I go I'm now dead on arrival
Bustin' shoes coming from walking a thousand miles
Ghost in the booth you calling the X-Files
Chilling in my suite with the architectural styles
At the Ritz Carlton in Osaka with black and milds
Filling up the room leaving problems all in the clouds
Open the window let me go jump through it
I used to have these dreams in the blue Buick
Creating a dream where I could never lose it
Dodging the shit always keeping my f*cking legs moving
The world turned me into the beast
I transformed into Mecha when they said I'm deceased
Mechanical heart mechanical fist
You see a motherf*cker rise from the mist
Did I forget my line or did I get you waiting another
Time of the year I'm the headline of my peers
In the top of Veer towers pondering all my fears
I stay with em committed f*ck what you want to hear
America made me ruthless without the whip and chain
Cause every whip and chain that I wanted made me a slave
Working minimum wage until I'm deep in my grave
So what the f*ck did I do except learn in my youth
You wouldn't know unless you walked a mile in my boots
The golden tooth chronicle spat through bloody lips
The blood diamonds ironically that's put up on your wrist
Hop in the 4th floor don't know how long you be gone for
When problems go arise we dealt it all with them 4-4's
If I could go back and shift the hands of time
Would I do my shit better or go to the darker side
In hindsight 2020 I guess I kept it 100
Excuse my blurry vision I'm probably a bit blunted
Actavis chalice I guess my cup runneth
What you learn in life it ain't always how you want it
My 48 laws may go and differ from yours
Indecisive with my decisions how I deal with my soul
I've been fighting with blurry visions since I was 7 years old
My intuition always told me just to go with my goals
Heart freezing and cold but I've been playing my role
How the f*ck are you gonna tell me that my words ain't gold
Nowadays I feel lucky if I do get old
Like how the f*ck you finna see me when I'm hunderedfold
My dreams ain't been Kruger I'm up early than roosters
Taking shots from the life you lost in a minutia
We getting shit cracking bitch we moving the sticks
It took 20 years of sin to learn what devilish is
I revel in bliss when euphoria commence
Rolling in the silver ghost like Al Davis with tints
Every word that I done spit from out of my lips has been the gospel
You should f*cking go to church for this shit
How you mad at me like I ain't turn you into a bitch
I just exposed you like Oz pulling the curtain from his
And may I go remind you that this shit not Kansas
I'm in my Agassi's but I serve like Pete Sampras
As more time passes I realize I made mistakes
That I could never go salvage
I admit that I'm the cause for all of my madness
And I assure you my life has been anything but average
Dealing with day to day doing my best to manage the manic episodes
While my feet embrace the planet smoke sessions
Burning tree on the tatami mat inhale exhale
Navigating the cabbage patch
Got me in a state of mind
Wondering where the camera's at
Finding balance in places where my mental would wander at
Viewing everything in the future my eyes quarterback
And born up in a place where they kill you over a quarter sack
Kobe dropping 80 riding off in the distance
There ain't a enough dirt on the earth to bury all of my victims
That means every skeleton in my closet I'm walking with them
And every problem they had I've inherited with them
I've seen the scariest visions made peace with all my decisions
Walking a tightrope on what's left of the burnt bridges
More gold than a pharaoh vibing like a vaquero
Before I die I leave you to witness my concerto
Airport buzzing how you testing my metals
Throwing missiles with my bare hands Tom Brady credentials
I'm a skeptic with who I'm trusting when I'm profiting with you
When you're dead inside that coffin you'll never know who missed you
Cold reality when all you got is a pistol riding co-pilot
When you don't know who be rocking with you
Tried to keep me in the box with the games like Neo Geo
Took the G out my ego only left me with EO
With the chrome I'm like Mike moonwalking the tightrope
Through the scope I see any minute could turn to fight mode
Everywhere I go I'm now dead on arrival
Bustin' shoes coming from walking a thousand miles
Ghost in the booth you calling the X-Files
Chilling in my suite with the architectural styles
At the Ritz Carlton in Osaka with black and milds
Filling up the room leaving problems all in the clouds
Open the window let me go jump through it
I used to have these dreams in the blue Buick
Creating a dream where I could never lose it
Dodging the shit always keeping my f*cking legs moving
The world turned me into the beast
I transformed into Mecha when they said I'm deceased
Mechanical heart mechanical fist
You see a motherf*cker rise from the mist
Writer: Jesus Vargas
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid