[Intro]
I don't even know what's goin' on no more
I don't even know what's happenin' man
Ain't no answers
I'ma figure some shit out though, Hit
You know? Yeah, yeah
Just tryna get my weight up
Tryna get all my watches in order
Get my safe up, get great
[Verse 1]
I'm twenty-one years past the 27 Club
It's like I went back into my past and then I sped it up
Robert Johnson, Winehouse and Morrison found where Heaven was
Heaven on Earth, this shit is magic with no fairy dust
Home of the gully, gangsta, the gruesome, and thе scary stuff
I told my brother Jung', "Fuck 'em, they gon' go through Hеll with us
They don't have the history in the streets that compare with us"
Hood niggas, they wanna be us, thugs in the St. Regis
Only thing undefeated is time
The second is the internet, number three is this rhyme
Before security, my dawg had to sneak in the nine
God must be on my side
I had to eat and provide, my winning streak is divine
I told thun, "Leave the street shit behind
Don't let 'em hype you, a slow run beats cheatin' the grind"
Dawg, I'm tellin' it like it is, you gotta deal with the consequence
When you run in a nigga's crib, nigga, you better be ready to sit
I don't even know what's goin' on no more
I don't even know what's happenin' man
Ain't no answers
I'ma figure some shit out though, Hit
You know? Yeah, yeah
Just tryna get my weight up
Tryna get all my watches in order
Get my safe up, get great
[Verse 1]
I'm twenty-one years past the 27 Club
It's like I went back into my past and then I sped it up
Robert Johnson, Winehouse and Morrison found where Heaven was
Heaven on Earth, this shit is magic with no fairy dust
Home of the gully, gangsta, the gruesome, and thе scary stuff
I told my brother Jung', "Fuck 'em, they gon' go through Hеll with us
They don't have the history in the streets that compare with us"
Hood niggas, they wanna be us, thugs in the St. Regis
Only thing undefeated is time
The second is the internet, number three is this rhyme
Before security, my dawg had to sneak in the nine
God must be on my side
I had to eat and provide, my winning streak is divine
I told thun, "Leave the street shit behind
Don't let 'em hype you, a slow run beats cheatin' the grind"
Dawg, I'm tellin' it like it is, you gotta deal with the consequence
When you run in a nigga's crib, nigga, you better be ready to sit
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