3 years ago
Second Form
Lyrics
It seems like every time I get up on the mic, I ignite
Ima do this till my body and some fail me on this hike
Feel the flames, as the zombies resurrect and take the life
Beat the change out civilians, undead creeping through the night
Got the Mac, on the waist drifting off to outer space
Now my brain, ain't the same
Ease my mind with different strains
I'm reloaded and you know that I won't see another scar
I'm, from the class of 20
20 years I'm going far
Bitch I'm coming in and throwing all y'all behind bars
Rather be unknown than known that's why I go by different calls
And, one more thing before I go and rob another store
I, dissipate into the clouds as just another form
Bitch
Just another late night trip
I'm about my chip
Never ever knew what I could be, till I wrote that script
Yeezy on the motherfucking feet
Dropping out like him
Give me one more year, or maybe half and I'll be on some shit
Please don't get involved, we owe it all to many plans
Feel like 50 on em, wishing death from many men
Reaching to the top, won't stop balling out again
AB really do it all you mothafuckas witnesses
It seems like every time I get up on the mic, I ignite
Ima do this till my body and some fail me on this hike
Feel the flames, as the zombies resurrect and take the life
Beat the change out civilians, undead creeping through the night
Got the Mac, on the waist drifting off to outer space
Now my brain, ain't the same
Ease my mind with different strains
I'm reloaded and you know that I won't see another scar
I'm, from the class of 20
20 years I'm going far
Bitch I'm coming in and throwing all y'all behind bars
Rather be unknown than known that's why I go by different calls
And, one more thing before I go and rob another store
I, dissipate into the clouds as just another form
Bitch
Just another late night trip
I'm about my chip
Never ever knew what I could be, till I wrote that script
Yeezy on the motherfucking feet
Dropping out like him
Give me one more year, or maybe half and I'll be on some shit
Please don't get involved, we owe it all to many plans
Feel like 50 on em, wishing death from many men
Reaching to the top, won't stop balling out again
AB really do it all you mothafuckas witnesses
Writer(s): Treyton Lilley
Copyright(s): Lyrics © DistroKid
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