Hyperion Lyrics

At this point in my life

I'm more dead than alive

I'm more God than a King

But they both the same thing

The plane land ask Richie Spice

Young nigga selling that kryptonite

Young nigga selling that dynamite

Young God bitch I stay fucking hype

At this point in my life

I'm more dead than alive

Jesus Christ gone too soon

Sober every once in a blue moon

The plane land ask Richie Spice

Young nigga selling that kryptonite

Young nigga selling that dynamite

Young God bitch I stay fucking hype

Look, what's that on the horizon

No its not Poseidon

Zeus is like a son to me

Jesus is like a son to me

The sun is like a son to me

Niggaz out her got fake dutty dubz for me

But we got guns for that

Extendos like thunder cats

Chase wine with whites slow motion potion

Spliff packer than a coaster fina toast it

Nothing changed man the money still the motive

Same chucks on when I made my first ghost they holy but Ima rock em to the funeral home bitch

Ghost mode ectoplasm when I'm smoking

Y'all niggaz jokers

Posing for posters and in the streets you colder than the shoulder I hit your hoes with

At this point in my life

I'm more dead than alive

I'm more God than a King

But they both the same thing

The plane land ask Richie Spice

Young nigga selling that kryptonite

Young nigga selling that dynamite

Young God bitch I stay fucking hype

At this point in my life

I'm more dead than alive

Jesus Christ gone too soon

Sober every once in a blue moon

The plane land ask Richie Spice

Young nigga selling that kryptonite

Young nigga selling that dynamite

Young God bitch I stay fucking hype

Moving that work by the church yard

Still smoking tryna stop

Tryna get my saves up like Courtois

Plotting on the number one spot

But I still blow that shit

No bitch can say that I owe that bitch

Some bitches will say that I'm romantic

Some bitches will say they don't know that nigga

Realities only as far as your ambitions go

So I'm a mastermind every time I take a toke

This master plan of mine makes me know what's control

Cause while you fake the laugh bitch nigga i fake the joke

Go

Selling that blow

That shit that make you read better,

That shit that make your head float nigga

At this point in my life

I'm more dead than alive

I'm more God than a King

But they both the same thing

The plane land ask Richie Spice

Young nigga selling that kryptonite

Young nigga selling that dynamite

Young God bitch I stay fucking hype

At this point in my life

I'm more dead than alive

Jesus Christ gone too soon

Sober every once in a blue moon

The plane land ask Richie Spice

Young nigga selling that kryptonite

Young nigga selling that dynamite

Young God bitch I stay fucking hype

Yang