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You leaving comments on my shit as if I let you down

As if my shot went past the target & went out of bounds

I sample vibes while you pass samples of that hate around

How you identify, you lurk, support, or shoot it down

My scalp love crowns but it was born about a choice away from crown Vick's

Dark side optional cause that's my birth kind & I'm still him

Told my dawg that even stars can blow the game, that's real shit

Put too much on shoulders got you swoll but boost ya stress level

If trynna save the world depletes ur health bar, that's a back pedal

Save frustration bout opinions, too hard to keep track of em

Who you listen to when you need strength but on the gas pedal

Belief or not, not everybody speaking want a light to spot positions like a helicopter

Flying over tracks like Latios, you gotta fly to spot me

Hold the tacky Spotify bar

I lied, come Spoti-find me

Hold until the beep if I'm offline, you gotta spot or find me

Tapes be classics, takes bout 30 minutes to rewind em properly

I hope they last but I designed em to withstand the timing

And by the timing I mean currently, I'm not a prophet

That's what I tell the kids who turn to me, I keep it honest

My vulnerabilities ain't show until like 25ish

It's just surprising how defeat be happening surprisingly

I just be vibin, n some shit'll happen super randomly

Horrible timing but I zoom out n I see it consciously

Ain't a comic book character

Even if I was, this gotta end some day

The book you open one day gotta shut

My heart work just like a battery baby, spark me up

This fighting shit like an allergy baby, had enough

This rapping shit got some calories, I been bulking up

Like track & field I gotta stretch, that's what those projects was

Tell the Walmart cop who cuff me, let's go one on one, one n done

I leave yo ass six under like a plant or something

This face I'm making mean I'm workin on a plan or something

Like man, that shit about to blam' or something

Think about the time on earth you living on

You gettin off on being negative is positively dirty

How you 30 plus and got the time, them comments do wordy

How bout find a purpose, I be motivating in my verses

Not that you empty in the head, but your shit seem to tunnel

That mean my vibe go in one ear and probably out the other

Don't aim at skies when I apply my hand, I aim above 'em

Above the large supply of fakes that fit for everyone

Like what you people think?, we make this shit for everyone

If you ain't vibing, you see the skip, like hit the button

Like that lil chick said

Hit the button

If you ain't vibin, you see the skip, like, hit the button