Angel Numbers - C DRIP

There's always a number that'll make you feel bad about yourself You try to measure up Try to measure up to somebody else Numbers are out to get you Numbers are out to get you Numbers, ooh They say that you're too short to join the team And your IQ's too low for poetry Numbers are out to get you Numbers are out to get you Numbers, ooh I hear the sadness in your laughter So call on me and tell me what you need Just call on me and tell me what you need Look at him, look at her, they've got a million likes You better figure out to how to multiply, divide Numbers are out to get you They'll kill you if they get you Numbers, ooh I hear the sadness in your laughter So call on me and tell me what you need Just call on me and tell me what you need I'm a one, I'm a zero In the end, does it matter? All that we even really know Is every nail needs a hammer But the numbers won't compute When we love and the two becomes one (Zero, one, one, two, three, five, eight, thirteen) I hear the sadness in your laughter I hear the sadness in your laughter

Count up your portions, count up your checks Feeding your fam while you're coming at my neck When ya gonna freeze with the cruel dramatics? I'm not inspired by your foolish practice Butter your bullshit, set up your fence I'm just the chicken giving you the egg Soon you're gonna see that your breath was wasted Don't speak too soon on your doubts, you're making A big deal out of a little thing Why should I try to conform to formulated paths? When clearly all my instincts led to something more magical? Am I just a number? 'Cause it seems like that's your goal You push us past our limits just to watch decimals grow Oh, I need a reason why I'm looked at like a joke Until I prove you wrong like I've done time and time before And all your idle teaching and your criticism lack The potential to penetrate my solid golden path To decide what my future is, I'm my own clairvoyant There's no controlling me Imagination on ascend Take me to Venus, let me explode I'm ready to pop like a volcano Jump over me like you're playing hot lava Emotions on one hundred thousand, who's gonna Shake me like soda creme, but, of course Use all your words to distract from the source Of where all the growth on the paper happens Leave me alone in my own concoction Pricking all my fingertips to carve out many roads Pushing out the petals from the bud of what I know Am I just a number? 'Cause it seems like that's your goal You push us past our limits just to watch decimals grow Oh, I need a reason why I'm looked at like a joke Until I prove you wrong like I've done time and time before And all my intuition says is, "Expansion comes first" But not just by material, I'm talking 'bout in here My heart space and my cranium must be loved too, my dear Don't push me to the edge until I'm useless and can't feel They replaced their search for knowledge With the reach of many material gains They lack the tenderness of the sensitive Empathetic bodies crying from the pain It's too late to grow their frame Of mind it seems that it's already made No use in arguing with someone who doesn't Wanna prioritize birthing of creation Am I just a number? Am I just a number? Am I just a number? Am I just a number? Am I just a number? 'Cause it seems like that's your goal You push us past our limits just to watch our numbers grow Oh, I need a reason why I'm looked at like a joke Until I prove you wrong which I've done time and time before And all my intuition says is, "Expansion comes first" But not just by material I'm talking 'bout in here My heart space and my cranium must be loved too, my dear Don't push me to the edge until I'm useless and can't feel

Ando medio ondeado ahorita, a la verga, Alx Drip (Woo) La Pura Flama, hey No no no, a mi me vale verga lo que tú hagas, K onda wey (Hey) A ver, pásame esa madre loco Están viendo y no ven, yo llegue pa' quedarme de sincho, ¿Están ciegos o qué? Pa' los que no creen empiecen a creer, las niñas me miran y dicen amén Ya me eché un sniff (Sniff, sniff) Activé el Kaio-ken No ocupo estar Ken pa' tener una Barbie Me fume 6 blunts ando full modo tranqui A esa baby me la como toda like kranky Por mi mamá seré el número uno en el ranking Se merece todo pues ella es my queen Ando en verguiza como el puto Rayo McQueen Bien green I like that shit Si les gusta como sueno pues manténgase pendientes Porque si llega la suerte puede que tarde o temprano se pegue un hit Oh sí sí sí, se pegue un hit, oh sí oh sí, se pega el hit Yo voy a ser hitboy la romperé nasty Tírame un call si quieres una pasti Voy a ser hitboy la romperé nasty Cuida a tu hoe que le bajó las panties Voy a ser hitboy la romperé nasty Tírame un call si quieres una pasti Voy a ser hitboy la romperé nasty Cuida a tu hoe que le bajó las panties Voy a ser hitboy, mami te lo juro Sé que estaré al vergazo en algún futuro Eso de olvidarte por supuesto ha sido duro Pero ya ni pedo, yo sé que después me la curo Vengo bien duro, traigo el cianuro Para envenenar a todos con mi flow Sólo bastará una dosis pa' que llegue al corazón ¿Que si me siento seguro? Por supuesto que simón Esa lady llega bailando slow, yo le doy dope Y me dice "Alx, You're very so hot" Ya la tengo bien mojada yo creo que se enamoró Dice que le gustan lindos con actitud de cabrón Me la llevo pa'l cantón, no hace falta que les cuente qué pasó Y aunque quisiera pues ya se me olvidó pero bueno, yo sé que lo disfrutó Me levanta en la mañana una llamada inesperada Del Clemente pa' decirme que mi tema se pegó Oh sí sí sí, el tema ya se pegó, hay que volver a la puta acción Oh sí, oh sí, esto es La Pura Flama, mijo no hay comparación Pues venimos de otra puta dimensión, LPF, entienden la referencia Aquí nosotros hacemos la diferencia, podrás mirar a cada uno con su esencia Así que mija, no seas necia que además de traer la flama portamos la mera crema Si se pica rásquese Voy a ser hitboy la romperé nasty Tírame un call si quieres una pasti Voy a ser hitboy la romperé nasty Viene tu hoe que le bajó las panties Hasta ahí Vamos ay a la verga Paca pam pim Pa' que te digo que no, si sí

Yo, Tory! (Got it on smash) Yeah, yeah, yeah Okay Stacks all on me Big drip on me, ayy Faucet on me, ayy I'm dripping water, ayy, ayy Know you notice, ayy I love it when you tell me that you just the homie, ayy 'Cause I can't be committed with these stacks all on me (Stacks all) Big drip on me, ayy (Drip on) Nigga, you don't know me, ayy (You don't) I'm not your homie (Not your) Faucet on me (Faucet) I'm drippin' water (Drippin') She like it on me, ayy (She like that) She like it on me (She like that) Drip, drip, drip Drip, drip, drip Iced out wrist I just hit a lick Hot like the wrist That's how I like to drip Drip, drip, drip Drip, drip, drip Yo Tory! I hit that corner and I'm bendin' y'know She wanna fuck well it's dependin' y'know 'Cause I'm whipping that white girl, Kylie Jenner y'know Put it on that flight and I just send it y'know I can't get your right, five bands for the night Baby, spend it on what you like, oh yeah Drip, drippin' on the side, big sippin', whip dippin' Thick bitches wanna ride, oh yeah Yeah, and I might just fuck the baddest bitch all in the city, yeah You was tryna fuck? Speak up, 'cause I ain't politicking, yeah You all in my condo ready to bust it and you brought it back And if you ain't and was ready to bust it, why your brought it then? Dripped up, dripped up, dripped out She gon' bust it at the Brickell penthouse Said it ain't the 90s, but I put it all in your mouth And it's hard to fit it all in your house with theses Stacks all on me, ayy Big drip on me, ayy Faucet on me, ayy I'm dripping water, ayy Know you notice, ayy I love it when you tell me that you just the homie, ayy 'Cause I can't be committed with these stacks all on me (Stacks all) Big drip on me, ayy (Drip on me) Nigga, you don't know me, ayy (You don't) I'm not your homie (Not your) Faucet on me (Faucet) I'm drippin' water (Drippin') She like it on me (She like that) She like it on me (She like that) Drip, drip, drip Drip, drip, drip Iced out wrist I just hit a lick Highlight the wrist That's how I like to drip (She like that) Drip, drip, drip (Drip, drip, drip) Drip, drip, drip (Drip, drip, drip) Racks all on me (Big racks, big racks) Me and my woadies (Me and my woadies) Bad bitch wit' me (Bad bitch, bad bitch) Fuckin' her homies (Fucking all on me) Chopper in the mansion (Brr, brr) Feeling like Tony (Feeling like) Sosa, bitch I'm big homie (Yeah) Racks on me, had to go in my bag (Get in yo' bag) Bad bitches be fucking me fast (Fucking me fast) New blue faces up my jeans Drip, drip like I live in a sink New Phantom, don't step on this mink Broke niggas gotta pardon my swag (S'cuse me) All my Miami Spanish bitches goin' wild I left prison in a chopper, they like, "How?" Had a threesome the same day I went to trial Then, I'm back in this lick, like Stacks all on me, ayy (Big racks, big racks) Big drip on me, ayy (Drip, drip) Faucet on me, ayy (Faucet) I'm dripping water, ayy Know you notice, ayy I love it when you tell me that you just the homie, ayy 'Cause I can't be committed with these stacks all on me (Stacks all) Big drip on me, ayy (Drip on me) Nigga, you don't know me, ayy (You don't) I'm not your homie (Not your) Faucet on me (Faucet) I'm drippin' water (Drip on) She like it on me (She like that) She like it on me (She like that) Drip, drip, drip Drip, drip, drip Iced out wrist I just hit a lick Highlight the wrist That's how I like to drip Drip, drip, drip Drip, drip, drip (Oh)