25, faded off the Makaveli fables
Pac died for nothing hope you don't debate it man the stories ancient
Life goes by stuff happens and you often hate it
I'll find a new a scar, so Simba still has something to aim at
But lately heaven shoots back faded off my noose
Damn hanging with my crew
Keep the label in my new bag
Crazy how I'm losing all my feeling but the truths wack
Better stay with you
Nigga this is criminal
Bars they keep me centered sing a prison hymn
I'm killing them
Sweating about the state that I am really in
I've really been through hell and back and came back with some Benylin
My throat is itchy scratch it 'til I skip a breath I'm ending it
Joking these are all my faces phases hazed of haze
Ace of spades don't fake my pace I crave my days engraved with all your crazes
Baby stay I'm often dazed but that don't make me jaded
Lazy f*ck I love your ways a maze to race back to embrace this
I guess you really gotta shoot back gangsters never look back unless they in the hook
When I'm 27, look Jack, Jill will tell play you the new tracks say "he could've blew, Jack" me below with crooks
And I can see you moved back thinking this ain't you man dark appealing Bruce Wayne not going by the book
But when I'm on my new thang I'ma see some new fans tell em find a new man and quit this shit for good
I was really on the come down the fun now it's over
Find me when the suns down, no I'm never sober
They put me on pills guess it's cause I killed Jehovah
Yes I know I'm ill, but I'm a supernova
And all this shit is stupid folk law
Your shit blowing's a game of poker
You know I'm evidently doper
Than all the ones you thought were dope here
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25, faded off the Makaveli fables
Pac died for nothing hope you don't debate it man the stories ancient
Life goes by stuff happens and you often hate it
I'll find a new a scar, so Simba still has something to aim at
But lately heaven shoots back faded off my noose
Damn hanging with my crew
Keep the label in my new bag
Crazy how I'm losing all my feeling but the truths wack
Better stay with you
Nigga this is criminal
Bars they keep me centered sing a prison hymn
I'm killing them
Sweating about the state that I am really in
I've really been through hell and back and came back with some Benylin
My throat is itchy scratch it 'til I skip a breath I'm ending it
Joking these are all my faces phases hazed of haze
Ace of spades don't fake my pace I crave my days engraved with all your crazes
Baby stay I'm often dazed but that don't make me jaded
Lazy f*ck I love your ways a maze to race back to embrace this
I guess you really gotta shoot back gangsters never look back unless they in the hook
When I'm 27, look Jack, Jill will tell play you the new tracks say "he could've blew, Jack" me below with crooks
And I can see you moved back thinking this ain't you man dark appealing Bruce Wayne not going by the book
But when I'm on my new thang I'ma see some new fans tell em find a new man and quit this shit for good
I was really on the come down the fun now it's over
Find me when the suns down, no I'm never sober
They put me on pills guess it's cause I killed Jehovah
Yes I know I'm ill, but I'm a supernova
And all this shit is stupid folk law
Your shit blowing's a game of poker
You know I'm evidently doper
Than all the ones you thought were dope here
Pac died for nothing hope you don't debate it man the stories ancient
Life goes by stuff happens and you often hate it
I'll find a new a scar, so Simba still has something to aim at
But lately heaven shoots back faded off my noose
Damn hanging with my crew
Keep the label in my new bag
Crazy how I'm losing all my feeling but the truths wack
Better stay with you
Nigga this is criminal
Bars they keep me centered sing a prison hymn
I'm killing them
Sweating about the state that I am really in
I've really been through hell and back and came back with some Benylin
My throat is itchy scratch it 'til I skip a breath I'm ending it
Joking these are all my faces phases hazed of haze
Ace of spades don't fake my pace I crave my days engraved with all your crazes
Baby stay I'm often dazed but that don't make me jaded
Lazy f*ck I love your ways a maze to race back to embrace this
I guess you really gotta shoot back gangsters never look back unless they in the hook
When I'm 27, look Jack, Jill will tell play you the new tracks say "he could've blew, Jack" me below with crooks
And I can see you moved back thinking this ain't you man dark appealing Bruce Wayne not going by the book
But when I'm on my new thang I'ma see some new fans tell em find a new man and quit this shit for good
I was really on the come down the fun now it's over
Find me when the suns down, no I'm never sober
They put me on pills guess it's cause I killed Jehovah
Yes I know I'm ill, but I'm a supernova
And all this shit is stupid folk law
Your shit blowing's a game of poker
You know I'm evidently doper
Than all the ones you thought were dope here
Writer: Gavin Pierce
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