Intro 2xs

Sing

I..
Want y’all to feel me through the airwaves..

And I...
wanna help y’all through your bad days.

I..
Just wanna be great.

But I know the roads longer than that..
but I can’t fall back..

I..
Know those closest will make U feel hate .

And I..
Know that there’s more than birthplace

So I..

Roll up a leaf that I found on this path..
And smoke one to the blessings I have.


Verse 1.

It’s a long road,
No yellow bricks..

Shells hit,
Make em yell rip,
Through the internet.

Over simple shit.

I ain’t here to preach,
I can’t help but vent..

Numbers on the board,
Telling me I’m heaven sent..

I’m choking.
Like biggie hollering out hit this chief..
Writing out sharp bars to pierce through these.

Imp emcees..

That think I’m phased by the ways they move..

I used to,
Now I’m Cudi, humming to the tune,
Of my own tracks..

Laughing at the fact they say they better.
I try to be respectful..

Throw the shit talk in the vault..

Cuz they ain’t on my level..

And I know they know..

The shade thrown make days slow,

Like the clocks back..

I cock back hit em with the simple boom nap.

They might scoff at.

What I’m doing,

Cuz they off that.

Flow like offset,

Punchlines make em wobble like my offense,

On prince,

Make their knees hit with the shimmy.

Shimmy ya shimmy yam.
Better gmie the crown..

Thrown babble I should ignore but I can’t back down...

Won’t back down,

Like I’m a Shaq build in 2k.
Y’all play games,
While I’m plotting on a few ks.

They won’t give me no bouquets while I’m still breathing..

Whether they like it or not,
Nigga I’m eatin.

Taking your plate and their plates!
I’m feasting.

Heavy breathing..

Cuz these fakes make it to easy to be greedy...

Hook 1x
I..
Want y’all to feel me through the airwaves..

And I...
wanna help y’all through your bad days.

I..
Just wanna be great.

But I know the roads longer than that..
but I can’t fall back..

I..
Know those closest will make U feel hate .

And I..
Know that there’s more than birthplace

So I..

Roll up a leaf that I found on this path..
And smoke one to the blessings I have.


They say if everyone’s crazy you’re insane..

I start laughing like Joaquin,
Im buggin.
They’ll get what they deserve barrel pointed and I’m dumpin..

They don’t want it with the illest.

They claim that they the realest
Like trump.
The egos deflated,
They need their homies to praise em and tell em they made it.
But I can feel the greatness..

I can see the finish line,

People hanging on my lines,

Crabs in a bucket,
Hate to love em,
They pull in on my hinds.

But I’m all smiles
like hinez In the end zone,

They saltier than the friend zone..

But I can’t let it bother me,
I’ve been grown..

But it still kinda follows me that they ignore..

Fuck it,
Imma make sure that y’all sick of this face..

Like people you may know..

Scrolling as the day goes.

Thinking back to the summer that I was listening to pesos,
Plotting on the bag with the fake folks.

They want a finished product,
They like labels..
———————
I’m making sure they hear me,
Ignore me or read my lips.
(Fuck yall..)
Y’all can keep the crown and throne
Give it to who it fits
(Yeah)
I’m wiping my hands clean,
I’ve got bigger dreams..
Bigger than the foreign whips,
Bigger than the cream..(dollar dollar bill yall)

I talk my talk
And walk with a limp..

I talk my sh..(did he just shush me??)
Teazo try mufflin him..

Like pac and lover,
But he can’t cover my mouth for too long.

Say shit that twist the lip,
Like the poo too strong.

I know it’s past visiting hours,
But give these bitch spittas these flowers.

Cuz it looks like they may not make it..

Cuz u see what they do with a taste of the power??

But y’all don’t hear me though..2xs

Sing.2xs

It’s been a long time..

Throwaways and hard times.

Folks get slick,
They come and they goooo.

Keep your projections Off me,
Or get some lessons off me..

i ain’t got time for half ass passion,
Get to stepping off me...

It’s been a long time

Throwaways and hard times.

Folks are slick

They come and they goooo

I don’t got time for waitin..
Hit it or get out rotation.

Y’all wettin blunts
You can’t  smooooke..



Hook2x

I..
Want y’all to feel me through the airwaves..

And I...
wanna help y’all through your bad days.

I..
Just wanna be great.

But I know the roads longer than that..
but I can’t fall back..

I..
Know those closest will make U feel hate .

And I..
Know that there’s more than birthplace

So I..

Roll up a leaf that I found on this path..
And smoke one to the blessings I have.