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Lied and said I was human, really, I'm a Martian
Driveway look like a farm, garage full of horses
And I know when them angels fly, they see wherever I go
I been workin' way too hard for them to credit my ghost
Can't do much too complainin' around a whole stranger
Behind these Maybach curtains, it come from every angle
You left, I knew you wasn't right just then
I came up without my pipe like a maintenance man
I woke up and my ice was thin
Normally, a deuce and Sprite how my night would end
Had them niggas sick when I went bustdown
Then I had went plain, niggas caught the flu
Seen rats kept comin' down from the top of the mountain
I chose to drive up
I caught you dancin' on the edge, I tried to stop you from fallin'
I fell asleep to dreams that I was crashin' a 'Rari
And it's a risk that things make me smile that can scar me
It's hard to tell the difference from these cuts and this water
'Cause both of them deep
'Cause both of them
'Cause both of them deep
'Cause both of them
Lied and said I was human, really, I'm a Martian
Driveway look like a farm, garage full of horses
And I know when them angels fly, they see wherever I go
I been workin' way too hard for them to credit my ghost
Can't do much too complainin' around a whole stranger
Behind these Maybach curtains, it come from every angle
Watches on my spine, it ain't no time on get-back
Ballin' like AI, they think NoCap a robot
Nigeria so far from Alabama, I swear
But I would visit just to have a talk with MohBad
I'm covered by your blessings, I'm living by your grace
I'm guided by your mercy, but nothing's for sure
I caught you dancin' on the edge, I tried to stop you from fallin'
I fell asleep to dreams that I was crashin' a 'Rari
And it's a risk that things make me smile that can scar me
It's hard to tell the difference from your cuts and this water
'Cause both of them deep
'Cause both of them
Lied and said I was human, really, I'm a Martian
Driveway look like a farm, garage full of horses
And I know when them angels fly, they see wherever I go
I been workin' way too hard for them to credit my ghost
Can't do much too complainin' around a whole stranger
Behind these Maybach curtains, it come from every angle