On God (not an interlude) Lyrics

I'm six days deep on a plan that I don't plan to keep

Matter fact I hadn't even thought of what the plan will be

These days it's more a conversation with my sanity

Than it is a fight

Bank on all the time I got for switching sides

Or maybe I'll just laugh and tell 'em that it's just a different time

Or that I'm just a different guy

But we know that's a lie

You can see it in my eyes

Ask me what I really think I'll prolly hit the ahhh

And I've been living off nostolgia

Plus what I'm about to

(Do)

Finally told some girl that living is dull without ya

And that shit is on God

I done wrote so many verses that I'm decent off the top

I ain't leasing up on life

Imma buy it

I got control of my head so Imma dye it

Aint no salt to the earth bitch I'm the cayenne

(You catch that one)

I'm the pepper like the cracked red

Loaves of the Italian only time that I stack bread

At least it used to be slinging subs and flipping zas

Now it's broken jewelry and tend to do some different jobs

Cause I like to switch it up

Half the time I'm self employed

And other half I fucking love

Bitch I'm on the ball with it

Dip and dive and duck and dodge

Seems like most the artists that I grow to like a lot

Die or get consumed by all the fame and all the money all the lights and stuff

Write about

The women and the jewelry

Fancy cars and the next album I don't ever tend to like lot

And I don't ramble on just to spite 'em all

But more because this the type of shit that I get frightened by

If I let my life get a certain way I'm not really hyped about

It'll be my art that pay the price when I type it out

Everything's a lie

Bitch don't look in my eyes

Ask me what I really think I'll prolly hit the ahhh

And I've been living off nostolgia

Plus what I'm about to

(Do)

Finally tryna learn how living will go without ya

And that shit is on God

I done wrote so many verses that I'm decent off the top

I ain't leasing up on life

Imma buy it

I got control of my head so Imma dye it

Ain't no salt to the earth bitch I'm the cayenne

(Ooo let's go baby)

Just a little bit of spice up in the seasoning

What you think of life is mostly just what the season is

If I say it once I'm only testing theories

But twice and I believe in it

Three times it's back to just convincing myself

I need some me time to meditate and think of my health

I got some free time to read my

Book out back on the couch