[Intro: Zcxr]
Shit way too graphic for the average
Eyes, eyes, eyes, eyes
[Chorus: Zcxr]
Failed to catch me when I hit the (Yeah) powerglide
I was not expected kinda like a— (Ah), on side
I control the waves, they fallin' under (Under) riptide
Now they surprised when they all wake up on the shore side (Nah)
[Verse 1: Zcxr]
I walk real slow like Michael while you up on motorcycle (Nah)
Then shoot my shot, no rifle, this is just a small recital (Uh-huh, huh)
And this the finals of survival, my revival
I'm in denial of my numbers like they passed the Eiffel (Sail)
No, no I don't think I get the gist (Gist)
It's like a plotted twist
Sometimes I think life's a game and everything's a hit or miss (Uh-huh)
According to my list (Yeah), I'm hidden in the mist (Uh-huh)
I fucked around with sounds enough and now I've made my exist
Put your flame out, call me "Sparky," job well done, that's what I consist
If I don't accept the challenge, then the opportunity's missed
Overdrive my system, then I'll hit the power up on my fist
Burn the woods down just to get that piece of ice on my wrist
They want nothing but thunder, they all talk when they under
But I think and I wonder, should I wake and go plunder?
Should I break and just sunder? Damn
Godlike shit, I promise this (Yeah)
I ain't something you will miss (No, no)
Now I'm wanted to assist and there ain't no way out of this
Now they jealous of my salary, the shows be burning calories
Swiping through my gallery
Yeah bitch, that's my reality
Finish with fatality, shit, that’s my main mentality (On God)
Energy on go, like a fully charged up battery
I can tell, I can tell who under me and who not
The pot be getting too hot
You slipped out like a loose knot
I can tell, I can tell
That you won't qualify the bail
I-I can tell, I can tell, that you slowly turning stale
Shit way too graphic for the average
Eyes, eyes, eyes, eyes
[Chorus: Zcxr]
Failed to catch me when I hit the (Yeah) powerglide
I was not expected kinda like a— (Ah), on side
I control the waves, they fallin' under (Under) riptide
Now they surprised when they all wake up on the shore side (Nah)
[Verse 1: Zcxr]
I walk real slow like Michael while you up on motorcycle (Nah)
Then shoot my shot, no rifle, this is just a small recital (Uh-huh, huh)
And this the finals of survival, my revival
I'm in denial of my numbers like they passed the Eiffel (Sail)
No, no I don't think I get the gist (Gist)
It's like a plotted twist
Sometimes I think life's a game and everything's a hit or miss (Uh-huh)
According to my list (Yeah), I'm hidden in the mist (Uh-huh)
I fucked around with sounds enough and now I've made my exist
Put your flame out, call me "Sparky," job well done, that's what I consist
If I don't accept the challenge, then the opportunity's missed
Overdrive my system, then I'll hit the power up on my fist
Burn the woods down just to get that piece of ice on my wrist
They want nothing but thunder, they all talk when they under
But I think and I wonder, should I wake and go plunder?
Should I break and just sunder? Damn
Godlike shit, I promise this (Yeah)
I ain't something you will miss (No, no)
Now I'm wanted to assist and there ain't no way out of this
Now they jealous of my salary, the shows be burning calories
Swiping through my gallery
Yeah bitch, that's my reality
Finish with fatality, shit, that’s my main mentality (On God)
Energy on go, like a fully charged up battery
I can tell, I can tell who under me and who not
The pot be getting too hot
You slipped out like a loose knot
I can tell, I can tell
That you won't qualify the bail
I-I can tell, I can tell, that you slowly turning stale
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