PROCESS ft. Darionne Lyrics

Held a 357 at the age of nine life been odd

I could see the future through my pupils use a new disguise

Bitches looking sheepish when the wolf is out

Celebrate with pagan sacrifices blood of god suffices

Chateau Margaux and wonder slices

A new device for mind control it's universal purpose hurt the common sense

Although my kind is kind of different

Rewind the verse and find another sound off in the distance

Regret to mention

I never listened to the cool kids wait

I isolated meditated through my situations

I been across the nation

Confirming views on the beach back now I'm bending rules like kneecaps

That's a borrowed bar

Flashing lights is kind of far I want it all

Maserati dancing with the fucking stars

Know this world is such a farce

If money make you ugly then I guess I be that pretty motherfucker

Pitty motherfuckers peep a witty motherfucker

These sadity niggas iffy on the record think biggie motherfucker when this skinny nigga stepping in your city nigga anybody get it I'm the penny motherfucker

I'm number one

Uh, I'm at least three two if not number one

Nearly in my thirtys two feelin young

Finna dunk like I'm seven two You believe in magic?

Cappin if that last hat trick ain't prove I'm Shaq in

My draft class and You more Shaqin the fool

Pitty the pitiful Gotta get rid of you When life hit stick and move

Burnin sage is the same as God scent common sense say

It's a sin to say I ain't God sent so is Sensi

Sending a message that gotta be sent aye

Kiss my goddess to begin days then pray

I'm godly God body this piece of mine gives me peace of mind with armor to arm me from what harms me

Flippin like hardyz hardly

I stay on track nigga and out rap niggas on tracks nigga

I lap niggas then laugh at niggas who thought I wouldn't last nigga

Fuck the last nigga What you treasure I trash nigga

Better ask who be that nigga?

That's Phyllip aka Mr Better Then These Average Ass Niggas Nigga