
Message In A Vase III. Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2022
Lyrics
Just keep racking them up man
This like my forth fifth joint
Always on point
Niggaz got me bent like a joint
Look Yea
I've come to the conclusion that I'm just here for abusing
I done made some fair mistakes but it don't excuse the movements
I done seen so many things that will stop a ghost from moving
Every night I'm thinking is this really worth pursing
The craziness the sacrifices headed to the afterlife
Felt I served my purpose with these verses and that's half the bite
My brain that shit be moving so fast I can't even type
Some days I be so off with it nigga I can't even write
Ya know all my tendencies
I keep all the energy even when they desperate for a message
I could lend a seat
This is what you get from me Real or nothing
I'm starting to hate discussions my names tied up for nothing
They just want it in their mouth
I'm just tryna make it out
Always saw the bigger picture When I'm pictured In a drought
They wonder how I came out But cannot breathe through they mouth
No Benefit of the doubt I'm the pupil They all cut out
Just be careful with your message
Cuz if you didn't mean it it won't see no interceptions nigga
Best believe that I will get it
I never shy from the being the guy they can't respect it
So here's a message
Here's a message
Here's a message
I don't give a fuck about heavy sleeping they focused on the dreaming
I'm breaking right through my ceiling
Sexual healing talking instrumentals
She's the chick I always vent to
Stimulation to my mental
Where did I get you So glad I met you
You keeping me from strangling a nigga
Dangling a nigga
Shaking all the change up out a nigga
Eating haymakers and jabs too much weight I got on niggas
Every album is a classic too much game ya run on niggas
Somebody's son and I'm still young
Rewrite the yellow pages all I know is numbers
Slinging lumber shocked 'em through the summer
I'll never go under save the prayers for your mother
She gone need it when you take your final slumber
I picked your number