holding a complex object
Lyrics
I been enjoying my time shit most
Never meet the finish and die like don't
Quit on any mission you been sitting on rides for so
Motherfucking long but don't forget what you riding for
Get it popping
I'm so sick of perfection I chase
Getting bigger from the blows, fuck you know
Pull the trigger I got mine
On the floor, never die but I roll in the smoke till a motherfucka
Tippy toe white magic
Dance on the flames and I won't give a fuck after I'm
Getting on my motherfuckin' planet
Spaceship, I grab my ray gun and blast ya
Falling from the sky I'm off the ship again
This shit is just, repetition spinning like a pendulum
Everything I'm doing now is popping bricks in centerfold
Hell is here on Earth I said ya never know
Bitch I still ain't touched by your opinion
Everybody spitting shit, Everybody kill themselves
Everyone a hypocrite
Still don't give a fuck about nothin
Punch the ceiling breaking boxes in the cockpit
Woah, I'm climbing for the soul you know they selling
Cold the world we live in so forgetful of the things we have and
We getting sicker tryna pick each other senseless so I'm preaching
If you hate your enemies you just as bad as em
I been enjoying my time shit most
Never meet the finish and die like don't
Quit on any mission you been sitting on rides for so
Motherfucking long but don't forget what you riding for
Get it popping
I'm so sick of perfection I chase
Getting bigger from the blows, fuck you know
Pull the trigger I got mine
On the floor, never die but I roll in the smoke till a motherfucka
Tippy toe white magic
Dance on the flames and I won't give a fuck after I'm
Getting on my motherfuckin' planet
Spaceship, I grab my ray gun and blast ya
Falling from the sky I'm off the ship again
This shit is just, repetition spinning like a pendulum
Everything I'm doing now is popping bricks in centerfold
Hell is here on Earth I said ya never know
Bitch I still ain't touched by your opinion
Everybody spitting shit, Everybody kill themselves
Everyone a hypocrite
Still don't give a fuck about nothin
Punch the ceiling breaking boxes in the cockpit
Woah, I'm climbing for the soul you know they selling
Cold the world we live in so forgetful of the things we have and
We getting sicker tryna pick each other senseless so I'm preaching
If you hate your enemies you just as bad as em
Writer(s): Seth Fabry
Copyright(s): Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
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