Believers Lyrics

I'm back just to kill the thrill

With my skills taught to bring you chills

Refill bills like they be pills

Valley to Watsonville

Life circle call it Ferris wheel

Always keep it real never squeal

That always been deal

Kid to now thats how I really feel

Not no gangster either

Fucked around called me preacher

But that ain't my feature

Never thought I would be the leader

But kids see me feeder

So I have to drop to fill the meter

So we can keep in touch deeper

That's what I learned as the fucking teacher

This creature turned into the preacher

Nineteen feeling like the senior

Kid called me cold caught a fever

But my music bought to be the heater

Taste like candy only sweeter

I always stare into the ether

Prolly here for something deeper

I even met the grim reaper

Fuck it I'll be the fucking speaker

For all the fucking little dreamers

Take the sleepers to fucking bleachers

Use the seekers for those fucking sneakers

Always had love my believers

Gonna give you more my procedure

Wanting to make you so eager

I'm a mother fucking major leaguer

Fuck what a critique say cause I keep flowing

Everyday always kept going and going

Everyday always kept throwing and showing

My heart in my art knowing I will be blowing

Tree fucking growing while I'll fucking go in

Bar is elevated I'm motherfucking floating

Loathing and Gloating

Without the right clothing

Knowing and Hoping

I love ya no joking

I'm way to kind people be thinking I weak

Homies with enemies that try to fight me

I'm just so chill always smoking my weed

You can call it what you want I don't loose no sleep

Always the same people that talk to me

Dreams are rich but the talk is so cheap

To afraid of taking that leap

How do you expect to even be in the creed

I know we're not the same i am new breed

Smoking green addicted to nicotine

OutKast shit so fresh and so clean

Success in my bloodstream thanks to my genes

Felt this feeling back in quarantine

Dreams of limousines and magazines

Idea so addicting like amphetamine

Fuck you if you came across or in between

Gordon Ramsey I whip that cuisine

When I hop on - on my machine

Making music week after week

Trying to find my sound unique

Trynna bounce out a trampoline

Masked up like it's Halloween

I'm a falcon call me peregrine

I'm your fuel yeah that gasoline