Coming straight from the nebula
Enemies at the jugular
Stone cold glares that I'm getting from all the Medusas
Did I mention, I don't mess with clowns on the regular
I don't muddy lines in the waves and on the secular
Whoah
This ain't for dollar signs or hotter dimes
This is for the culture, the King, honor, and glory I
Shine when I gotta shine
Slide when I gotta slide
Pen when I gotta write
Inked up on the dotted lines
Whoah
Been dead for like 5 years and counting
Shalom, and 사랑 하는
I'm in, and never doubting
Been up for so long, even valleys they seem like mountains
Been up for so long, even deserts they seem like fountains
I mean, woah
Chilling means chilling, I mean I'm killing now
Every little weight and the burdens that used to hold me down
Dead already, dead already
Ramen noodles to long spaghetti
Doubting so much call em' Thomas Petty
Been up for so long, but I'm back already
Whoah
Run it back, run it back, whoah
Hands in the air and my feet on the floor
Lava is the flow and I do it like before
If I catch you slipping once, then I gotta go restore
Restock on the ammo
Read John when I travel
Respray on the Channel
Big Day on the Chano
Been waiting for battle
Been waiting for the mantle
I've been on this rhyme scheme
And I know it's hard to Handle, like whoah
Feeling it feeling it, yeah I'm in it now
Used to lie for hours, but I'm counting every minute now
Used to vie for cowards but I'm only counting courage now
Sorry, I'll be back in a minute now
Ice in my veins, and I ain't waiting neither
Never can I let go, till I see the reaper
Spit heat, shot taker
Slick he a shot maker
Wrist on fleek, ice water with the lemonade
Outlaw, renegade
Out comes pen again
No pain, never gain
No pain, never no
Drop the fascade, the facetious, fughaze
Lay on the track, just to show you I'm
Never dropping with the trends
I'm just topping off again
I'm just popping off and then
Leave a rapper with his friends
Leave a chapter with a pen
Leave em, tapping out again
Better never bet against, better never bet again
And life isn't light work
Questioning the Lord, like, how does this life work?
Through the blessings, through the storms?
Through the resting, through the swarms
Through the testing, through the wars
Through the messy, but I swore
Built on the rock, not by human hands
I can't never stop gotta play the sands
Life never goes in the way it plans
We all have cards, gotta play your hand
R-I-S-K, jumping, but I land
Leave it to the maker, knowing he has all the plans
Tryna go deeper, till I sleep and hit the sands
R-I-S-K, jumping, but I land
Leave it to the maker, knowing he has all the plans
Tryna go deeper, till I sleep and hit the (shhhhhh)