Holy gospel when I need advice I call my brother Peter I love my brother Tyler cruising in the beater I love my brother bleep that I out he cruising in a Beamer Interview I turn out to be nothing less than fucking dreamers I’m dreaming U quite unhappy but laughing u smoke with all tears U kinda upset u accept that probaly no one likes u like u peers They use you talk shit when u disappear The stop no shit. When u reappear. To tell thee truth who really even fucking cares Nightmares replay in ur head u deal with thoughts so long u just stare No fair It’s all fun
Bitch u moves like a nanometer Then plank I move with no manuscript Please check the Man U wit I’m just outside vibing at Amanda crib Found out how to deal with all the politics Bae to the truth it be spiritual So ur spirit what I’m lifting Well shit I’m deffo gifted
Bitch I’m in a court case Cold race and I won I don’t need witness Smoking geeking pls get lit was U lit up upset about the cards and the deals that deels Screaming fuck these feels that I’m filling I’m a superstar only one of me from a trillion X8 Super clean how I breeze thru my millions
