
Numbers Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2015
Lyrics
Why aren't we all on the same page, all posted up at the fame range
Smarter than all of you motherfuckers I should be making the same wage
Everyone's killing the game, and lately I've felt inadequate
So I took hip hop by the throat so I can have my own stab at it
I wish before sleep I could think about to breathe
So the dinner table had one less mouth to feed
Everyone I know is just housing trees, out for me
Don't indulge, I reside where the gravel be
Nowadays - everybody's getting molliwopped
A lama when I spit, porcelain with the dolly drop
Is he dope enough though? yeah prolly not
Vicious dogs in the bushes, just know I got that collie cocked
I wrestled a bear just to see if I could do it
Left the scene with a new coat no foot prints
The most dumbfound wittiest of monologues
I spit flames that lich bane, side of wasabi sauce
Built a planet in my head while I'm nodding off
Then I kick it to the void like nah it's not enough
Cause fuck marketing and fuck social media
If you're relevant enough I'll find you on Wikipedia
Focus targets, zero in on the process
Urban legend underground homies with the locknes
And to the people I've only met once
I haven't made it till I headline on TechCrunch
When I was younger always
Looking for benches to board slide
Now it's all about what hurts
More the handle or the sword side
No longer a hobby, focus on guitar keys
Or fixing up my low end tones on scarbee
Been tryna build the guild up (hahaha)
Hands steady, eye down the barrel of that bullpup
Still up (still up), mark the ones that need saving
Cover ground, free slaves and seize payment (oh word?)
Like Willis what you talkin bout, all the kids are walking round (what?)
All the plans your chalking out
Stalk and crouch the lost and found
What do I have to do before someone recognizes me (uh-huh)
Which cut comes first once I nullify the scene
How do I pick mine when I'm sullen finding dreams
And what's a captain with a ring who can't find a team
I could use a first mate, just someone to rely on (really)
Down to earth, understand that my minds gone, (clearly)
Ask me where my head at I just point to the constellations
The word on the album drop I'm waiting for Mr. Sagan
Been a sage since age six (huh), so when someone says my name
In a foul manner you can tell they ain't shit (uh-huh)
Calling operators and you know they're getting pissed
Cause the variables I'm using no they never did exist (oooh)
I'm crashing got an error message on my console (ha!)
But a few exclamations never stopped me though
The investment turn around like a stop and go
If I had a style of beats id have to opt with slow, attach a somber coat
The mind of a genius trapped inside a pyramid
Kept inside containers like a smart mute lyricist (word!)
747 full of madness, you know your boys steering it
Stumble in the Devils den still no fear in this
We all born sinners off the jump
Natural sworn winner with a slump
Chill in kitchens after lunch
Talk shit to christians ask to volunteer as martyrs
Wasted time with arguments, with my demons and my father (aha)
Living life by candle light drawing circles around a pentagram
Fuck with me, I'm hermit wise, my body found in Amsterdam
Creativity reinvented, dispel every sin you repented for
Lost a little hope, when my big homie was sent to war
Not tryna see lars turn into a POW
He said to tell the opposition that we don't fuck with you
But when the thought crosses my mind
I can't help but feel uncomfortable
Just to educate with catholics
Without all these dudes touching you
Your girl likes the squad? not surprised, who'd have known
Got my own girl, don't talk shit but know she got that booty though
Diggs got the weight up, terry's IG famous now
Joby holds the highest bar that i can't seem to reach with sound
The prince got my back and he brings me down to real life
Swank got the vibe beats make your boy feel right
Momma single parent, three kids that real fight (yeah right)
(Yeah right), I been working all winter just to hope and see light
And aim to reflect directly from different spectrums
So the aliens can view and forget apprehension
They detest us
Leave the letter unsigned, I know you're fed up
But we're coming for the gold so please expect us
Only move vertical - flying surgical through terminals
Rapping slow and won't choke until the curtains go
And drops me on my ass like my last tapes, survivors count as crash waste
Never had much so the cash moves fast paced
Tryna catch all the hype beasts in a drag race
But eject the seat before the bridge collapse like my fan base (ayye)
Tell my mom, been a bastard since birth (why)
Contraband through church (oh), me and the pastor did work (fuck)
Throwing bombs out the window, what to hit first
Couple little kids to show what the Molotov worth
Off the grid on my phone got that crescent moon up
Don't bother while I'm tryna keep some millions tucked (sit with us)
Fluctuate with branding speaking with big name investors
Backwards with the motion think about what I regret first
Goddamn, all these rappers spit with Teflon
Any false assumption, my dude, is dead wrong
You could fuse with your boy, find all seven orbs
And still couldn't fuck with me I am Shenron