Sevauge - Equal Lyrics

Let the sun come in through
The Window
A little bit more...
Like...
Like That

Uh,
Rolls Royces
Ghost voices
Dead faces
Hoes choice less
Still chasin
No wifin
So trifling
Soul swipin
So violent
Move in the city with the Fenty
Tuck the 4-5 in yo silence
On Yo toes
Hoes know
Livin in the city of the centerfold
Isn't dripped in gold
These bitches really miserable
Pain is plentiful huh
The mini-menace
So don't you walk with a grimace
Do want to miss the premise
Yeah
But it's a bad decision
The pastor livin
He love drunk with plenty
Women and missing children
The devil home in
Hollywood
Hollygrove
Prolly could end up on tv screens
For how they livin
Never had a pot to piss in
Or one to throw it out
Going out
Knowing I love performing now

So how the fuck
Could you consider
To ever be...
Equal to me?
Maybe I'm Just trippin now

It's how I move
I think I should be dripped in Gold
Inside my tomb
I think I need them
Hips to roll inside my room
I made it out my home town
Livin in the road now
Think it would be
Safe to say I'm living proof
Of living through
Night shock of section 8
Mic drop
They might talk if it too late
So Whatchu think
Tryna duke it out with that nigga
Who on the brink
A lot to lose
When everybody witchu
Wit static
You've got to choose
And that's the truth
Take yo time
Free to mind
Find yo faith
Sabbatical

So how the fuck
Could you consider
To ever be...
Equal to me?
Maybe I'm Just trippin now
Uh