Nobody picks up the phone So many people make it easier to feel alone Just like the old days I'd come But you're never even home And I tried to sell out, It turns out everybody else was already sold At least that's what I'm told It's getting old But it's day and night this time around I put my feet back on the ground I run away just to come back again I tried to tell you that it's all in my head I tried to tell you that it's not dead I changed the locks and still hear knocks I tried to run and you tried to talk I tried to tell you that it's all in my head We all change Everyone's seen better days Consequences of the haze Like no one knows We all pay Blood and bones Cash and prey Better days oh better days Like no one knows Sometimes I feel like it's all in my head I tried to tell you that it's not dead I changed the locks and still hear knocks I tried to run and you tried to talk I tried to tell you that it's all in my head I tried to tell you that it's all in my head I tried to tell you that it's not dead I changed the locks and still hear knocks I tried to run and you tried to talk I tried to tell you that it's all in my head

I really like the people we're becoming Back with a passion, and I left all of the pain in the past tense And they tell me when it rains that it pours down And that every hurricane is a savage I didn't miss the last J once I passed it Now they givin' AKs to the masses It's the land of the brave and the fascists I just need someone to pray for me pastor Shepherd say you love me then you'll feed my sheep Ain't no runnin' from it Imma slay the beast Imma say my peace to my enemies If they coming for me tell 'em c'est la vie If they coming for me I stay focused Lighting on my head boy I was chosen Young but I'm still glowin' I'm Lil Goten All my life I've been the one to lie All my friends are wolves I wonder why All my plans they end up undermined All my bad and sins they come to mind I became a rebel to the light I just let the devil in my eyes I just let the devil in my Give me love I need a little peace I can't buy the deed or pay the lease Won't you have some pity on me please I've got hate and war upon my feet Take my freedom put me on a leash Dry my tears I haven't slept in weeks Keep me warm your arms are like a fleece I'm reborn my soul I pray you It's so cold, Frieza Ichigo, see ya I'm an Uchiha My soul glorious Pray for me pastor in the land of the brave and the fascist Now they givin' AKs to the masses I didn't miss the last J once I passed it Know that every hurricane is a savage And they tell me when it rains that it pours down But I left all of the pain in the past tense Let 'em know that I'm back with the passion Let 'em know it Spirit bomb Save the planet Fear the son Solar panel Walkin' in your shoes, I found my sole dismantled I took every cue from all the older vandals We just grew apart I couldn't fool with you I still know your name, but tell me who are you Blood all on my teeth it's blood all on my molars I can stand the heat I guess my feet are ...

It goes dark And it is most definitely a moment of utter disorientation Utter lostness, no warmth, no life, no movement Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Love you so much that the issues I used To hold on to are nothing and minuscule Love you so much that I make it up To you whenever I flip like reciprocals Love you so much that I blocked all my exes, I blocked all the exits, I'm with you forever Love you so much that I don't even trip When they say that I'm sick and they ridiculed Love you so much that I gave up addiction, I stopped auto-clickin' And now it's all clickin' Love you so much that I changed my old Number so all their attempts are just pitiful Love you so much that I stopped sayin' thot Now I see women as God's children I see their souls and their hearts glisten Look at them glow like they're Marge Simpson Love you so much that I save my Receipts and I watch what I eat when I'm downful Love you so much that I give up my seed Even when I am beat and not in the mood Love you so much that sometimes I lose sleep 'Cause I can't come to terms with what I did to you Love you so much that I ask God to help me smile when I'm cynical I face these passing waves A lonely cast away I fight my battle Inside my shadow Hate me so much for the pain that I Caused to the ones that I truly hold dear Hate me so much that it comes out in tears Hate me so much I don't look in the mirror Hate me so much that I slip into Fantasies darker than Black Mirror seasons Sometimes I feel like just leavin' Don't need a number of reasons Hate me so much I retreat into sleep, I'm even hidin' from Jesus Feel like I'm livin' with demons, inside my closet, allegiance Hate me so much when I'm hurt then I'm Happy 'cause I tell myself I deserve it I'm in my bed with the serpents And they told me that I'm worthless Hate me so much that I don't wanna Listen when you tell me I'm a good person But you don't give up so easy, fervent, remindin' me of my purpose Hate me so much but you're teachin' me Love and I think that I'm startin' to learn it Written in crimson and cursive, quiet and curious, perfect I face these passing waves A lonely cast away I fight my battle Inside my shadow I face these passing waves A lonely cast away I fight my battle Inside my shadow

Cinco de mayo Yeah, yeah Yeah, uh My shorty bad like Shakira (ooh) I told her look in the mirror (yeah) Don't need a license to carry (hahah) I do not let 'em sit near (ya) She got a heart that's so pure (ya) Yeah, better hope nothin' occur (nada) Yeah, better hope nothin' occur (nada) Yeah, better hope nothin' occur (skrrt skrrt) My shorty bad like Shakira (ooh) I told her look in the mirror (yeah) Don't need a license to carry (nah) I do not let 'em sit near (nah) She got a heart that's so pure (yeah) Better hope nothin' occur (yeah) Better hope nothin' occur (nada) Better hope nothin' occur Better hope nothin' occur (nah) Playin' the field like Dominicans I was allergic to cinnamons Then I found out she was a synonym I love you sweeter than cinnamon Walk with the 3 like Adidas My mama say she a keeper You'll understand if you meet her If it's a problem, we solvin' it This is that new Song of Solomon Curvin' the shorties that's modelin' I don't know why they be botherin' I don't know why they be botherin' Been about God from the start Weather the storm like a ark You cannot tear us apart My shorty bad like Shakira (ooh) I told her look in the mirror (yeah) Don't need a license to carry (nah) I do not let 'em sit near (nah) She got a heart that's so pure (I like that) Better hope nothin' occur (nah) Better hope nothin' occur (nada) Better hope nothin' occur (ooh) My shorty bad like Shakira (ooh) I told her look in the mirror (yeah) Don't need a license to carry (nah) I do not let 'em sit near (nah) She got a heart that's so pure (I like that) Better hope nothin' occur (nah) Better hope nothin' occur (nada) Better hope nothin' occur Cannonballs off of the boat Your Man Crush Monday a joke Misfit on all of my clothes Rose in my mouth when I dance Italians, we talk with our hands (yeah) My mom is on Instagram (really?) I don't need anymore friends You get my email address I throw it right in the spam I hope I don't see you again My girl is more than my friend Guilt-free sex for the win (wow, that's inappropriate) But I waited for marriage, I'm good though This the verse that get your album kicked out of book stores (Stop... way too soon) My shorty bad like Shakira (ooh) I told her look in the mirror (yeah) Don't need a license to carry (hahah) I do not let 'em sit near (ya) She got a heart that's so pure (ya) Better hope nothin' occur (nada) Better hope nothin' occur (nada) Better hope nothin' occur (skrrt skrrt) My shorty bad like Shakira (ooh) I told her look in the mirror (yeah) Don't need a license to carry (nah) I do not let 'em sit near (nah) She got a heart that's so pure (yeah) Better hope nothin' occur (yeah) Better hope nothin' occur (nada) Better hope nothin' occur

Aight, so "unity" is a five-letter word U-N-I-T-Y You know another five-letter word That means the same thing? (Ayy, tribe) Yeah, okay (Tribe, let's go) One-two-three plus me, monkeys in a barrel (Ayy, barrel) Don't send no more tea, [?] both apparel (Ayy) Stomp like fo-fi-fee from the road of narrow (Ayy) Tribe looks so OP, son, you wouldn't dare (No) Yeah, like the Rat Pack vibe when we does that (When we does that) And it's tap, tap, swipe 'cause the buzz back (With the buzz) And I'm flyin' out my wife, that's a must have Baby said that I'm her only type You know we gon' show out Holy Smoke every single time (Okay, okay) And if somebody try my brother I think I might start a riot (Okay, okay, okay) The Messiah gave me piece of mind so I Don't switch to violence (Okay, brr, brr) At the highest, think I might be biased (Brr), you ain't gotta buy it I decided if we buildin' something, we do it like the Mayans And the Giants playing I Spyin', now they want to try it And I know Vllg stay up 'bout it, Tribe is multiplying (Vllg) They be lyin' and we high-fivin' games on the rise What's up? (Ayy) I climb and I climb But I ain't lookin' down My team back on the ground I know they'll catch me when I fall I stumble sometimes I've taken my L's But I ain't by myself (Dyllie) I know that the whole clique carry the ball (Yeah, okay) Me and all my tribe, we kick it like La Liga, I'm the keeper I just left the chapel with my mamacita, real believer Like I'm Bieber, yeah, I'm chiefin', just not chiefin' like Khalifa I just need my R-E-S-P-E-C-T like I'm Aretha (Okay, right) Speakin' of the oldies, my verse is more like doo-wop (Yeah) They hustle, gang, and G.D.O.D (Yeah) I'm spreadin' love, I'm headin' for Heaven I'm like if 2Pac heard the voice of the true God Or maybe like if Lupe got sick of the Q'uran We sicker than Wuhan, blood thicker than water (Yeah) But blood from livin' water made covenant with the Father And in the event that daughters and sons of Elohim Let the Spirit intervene, I know that we could get farther Hard of hearin', Father Godly got the serum (Okay) Heart of stone, turned to Yahweh fearin' With the bros, we done caught the Spirit Pathway home all inside the lyrics I climb and I climb But I ain't lookin' down My team back on the ground I know they'll catch me when I fall I stumble sometimes I've taken my L's But I ain't by myself I know that the whole clique carry the ball I know that the whole clique carry the ball

Ayo, I'm telling you we not stopping Dyllie Man, y'all already know what the vibe is 931, 615 (yes sir) I ain't gon' stop 'til they turn me to a Pop (get my dreads right) Dyllie turn the beat into a bop (get my steps right) Baby girl holy and she hot (and she hot, yeah) Only time I'm cuffin' like a cop (yeah, okay, alright) Look, Dyllie made a holy bop, Soli Deo Gloria Like a Rollie, I don't stop, on my grind, Tony Hawk Like my hair, I got it locked, I'm a bear, Goldilocks Wrote it down in ten flat (yeah, look), that's a throwaway or not (yeah) Steppin' out of fear of God and I got the Fear of God Dying just to live, that's a paradox (go, go) Yeah, tryna touch a milli' 'fore I'm carried off Leave a legacy to my lil' children they could carry on Caring for my enemies, here for infinity (forever) Lot of y'all just got the Karen energy I just want my people free from the Devil's tyranny Put it on a village beat (yeah), now I know they hearin' me (ayy) I could never sell my soul to Pharaoh, that's hilarity I be dodging arrows from the Devil like a Cherokee (go, go) Baby girl is sweet as Sara Lee in all sincerity Invariably, you not a Pharisee, you just a parody (yee) I ain't gon' stop 'til they turn me to a Pop (get my dreads right) Dyllie turn the beat into a bop (get my steps right) Baby girl holy and she hot (and she hot, yeah) Only time I'm cuffin' like a cop (yeah, okay, alright) Look, Dyllie made a holy bop, Soli Deo Gloria Like a Rollie, I don't stop, on my grind, Tony Hawk Like my hair, I got it locked, I'm a bear, Goldilocks Wrote it down in ten flat (yeah, look), that's a throwaway or not (yeah) I ain't gon' quit 'til they turn me to a flip (ayy) Holy hand on the script (ayy), I need bags for my chips (ayy) I don't hit tricks, my baby like cash to yo' cent, yeah Ever since I got a backhand for my sins, yeah Willy Shakes with the pen, I might have to set a trend (yeah) I'ma pop by the end, got too many famous friends (yeah, way too many) Spirit moves when I'm weak so I wear it like my skin To my scars and my pain and I turn it to my brand If my arm's in the air then I got the upper hand (like this?) Satan always double sin, I ain't got no time for him If I pop like a star, I'ma stick it when I land Holy blicky left hand, man, y'all 'bout to get the blam I ain't gon' stop 'til they turn me to a Pop (get my dreads right) Dyllie turn the beat into a bop (get my steps right) Baby girl holy and she hot (and she hot, yeah) Only time I'm cuffin' like a cop (yeah, okay, alright) Look, Dyllie made a holy bop, Soli Deo Gloria Like a Rollie, I don't stop, on my grind, Tony Hawk Like my hair, I got it locked, I'm a bear, Goldilocks Wrote it down in ten flat (yeah, look), that's a throwaway or not Ayo, somebody make sure that we exclusive special edition only Pops, a'ight? We need to be available in all the stores but at limited quantities, a'ight? You know me, I gotta have the Yankee fitted with the Throwback And make sure we all got the Fear of God's on a'ight? Listen, make sure Dyllie's dreads is tight And I need Mogli's beard lookin' sharp And make sure that Jon's is extra skinny with the ring on the left hand You heard? U P P E R H A N D