Meditate (feat. J.I.D.) - EARTHGANG

The word of God will not depart out of my mouth everyday I will meditate therein every day, every night 'Cause the word of God in my mouth is the Lord talking The word of God in my mouth is the Lord talking I will meditate on your word I will speak what it talks about I will stay in your presence everyday I live I will meditate on your word I will speak what it talks about I will stay in your presence everyday I live 'Cause the word is working The word is working The word is working The word is working The word is working, working The word is working, working The word is working, working The word is working It is working in my life, working I will meditate on your word I will speak what it talks about I will stay in your presence everyday I live I will meditate on your word I will speak what it talks about I will stay in your presence everyday I live

미친 새끼야 Ride my face, levitate Take a shot, medicate Took a pause, took a break Meditate, meditate Ride my face, levitate Take a shot, medicate Took a loss, took a break Meditate, meditate Been a minute since I had come back Last time you saw me, was wearing some maps Now I'm just working and pile my stash Please forgive me for not making raps Being this wise comes with getting old Women and drinks, money and gold Isn't the reason my heart turned to coal It was always like that, it's what I was told Remember when I used to run from police That car wasn't bought, you just took out a lease I'm petty so cut to the chase and we'll see Your money means shit when you're talking to me You wait at the club and they pay me fee You hang at the bar and I'm in VIP I'm flying first class, you economy You never been out of the country like me So how could you know? Spent like a year working up on my flow Ex broke my heart so I'm living so low Now on the gram, flew out to Japan, and be stealing the show Don't call me your bro Talked to my ex like she wasn't a hoe Maybe my fault she went out on the road She for the streets and I'm paving the road How could you know? Ride my face, levitate Take a shot, medicate Took a pause, took a break Meditate, meditate Ride my face, levitate Take a shot, medicate Took a pause, took a break Meditate, meditate When you see me, better keep all that energy Live and you learn how some friends turn to enemies Never do dirt less you want to be dead to me Biting the hand that feeds you is some devilry Dreadfully, I can't show empathy Risk looking weak is like tainting my legacy This all I ever dreamed No one's ahead of me Once I do something, these people just envy me Working too hard to be my city's MVP Stick with the stones, your threats are just empty feats Shout out to Tiffany, shout out to Stephany They were worth nothing but ass and some neck to me Almost all women are not a necessity Even especially, when they pretend to be Someone they're not just to match up my equity I cannot deal with it, I cannot let it get to me Overdosing on amphetamines Double cuppin' that promethazine Don't give a fuck if it's medicine If you want, then go get it then I'm bout to take all this Vicodin Down these shits all like they're vitamins This shit won't bring me enlightenment It's my funeral, you're invited then Umm hi, I'm really drunk And there's people staring at me right now But like you know you gotta fuck it up for Oscizzy you know Meditate, meditate Meditate, meditate Meditate, meditate Yeah, yeah Ride my face, levitate Take a shot, medicate Took a pause, took a break Meditate, meditate Ride my face, levitate Take a shot, medicate Took a loss, took a break Meditate, mediate Ride my face, levitate Take a shot, medicate Took a pause, took a break Meditate, meditate Ride my face, levitate Take a shot, medicate I took a loss so I took a break Meditate, meditate

It's Friday morning A 150 with the kiddies on the school bus, everybody's on it I got my diploma Standing in line, I pray to God I hope they choose us Or I'm back on the corner It's Friday morning A 150 with the kiddies on the school bus, everybody's on it Don't know what I'm on to But somethings shouting it's telling me "We can't stay here", everybody's goners Another 360, another 24 Another revolution, think the Earth mimicking me Finding more similarities with cosmic energy The morning vis à vis with the joint increasing my synergy Me? I'm feeling like I'm everywhere there's ever been At once when the terror takes his baby jumps beneath my feet Back to this old job again, back to this old J-O-B I wonderin' why my papa put me on this turning thing Or while I'm pondering life, let me go get this burner clean The baby's will be up sooner you think, with hunger pains So how's it, how's it, how's it that everybody who was here this time last year ain't make it this time around, so say thanks Biggie you got's to hear me now, you only got t-minus 15 before it's back into the wild Snakes they nipping at ya feet, might even peep a sheep howl I'm banging on the hoods of trains and trash cans just to catch the beat And never take for granted where you be Know it's like a junkyard now might be the safest place to sleep, but that's just temporarily I'm at ya hair like that home perm kits See I'm been in the crew, but ain't got no long term vision Sound like what's plaguing you, you, and you, and her, and him, and We's at the school and she watching us It's Friday morning A 150 with the kiddies on the school bus, everybody's on it I got my diploma Standing in line, I pray to God I hope they choose us Or I'm back on the corner It's Friday morning A 150 with the kiddies on the school bus, everybody's on it Don't know what I'm on to But somethings shouting it's telling me "We can't stay here", everybody's goners Well, I hope your hatin' ass smell the smoke before the fienders walk in My blood stream; full of burning leaves Touch screen for the birds and bees, get my options up We love to trap the thirst, but hate who might be watching us Sacrifices offered up Wifing is the alternate to nutting off in all the sluts They love whoever they around, but probably fucking all of us Listen close, hear a nigga ego fall to pieces Bitch, put something on ya feet and get to sweeping Ask me do I understand, I say "bitch do you capiche?" Try me like a piece of shit and now I'm forced to be facetious You can make a masterpiece, they be like "yeah, but who's ya feature?" Nigga, I'm my fucking feature, who the fuck are you to me? Remember knuckles used to be the tool of choice As little boys we used to use 'em just to prove that we was man enough, no matter what the damage was She dancing on the dick, she even let me use the camera And everything was cool until they kicked us outta Canada It's Friday morning A 150 with the kiddies on the school bus, everybody's on it I got my diploma Standing in line, I pray to God I hope they choose us Or I'm back on the corner It's Friday morning A 150 with the kiddies on the school bus, everybody's on it Don't know what I'm on to But somethings shouting it's telling me "We can't stay here", everybody's goners Before I started, regarded as one of the hardest in the yard No money from a job, I was distracted by these broads She said "you want that pussy then walk the plank" and I dove into that ocean, I saw her naked In the Hall of Angels, chasing lion, tigers, caught a bengal Let's finagle the bagel, ready, willing, and able Fillin' ya cable with destructions, spontaneous combustion Alien abductions, plus what the fucks in, platinum plus rappers Say "hi" when you see me, won't be say nothing after I'm a motherfucking bastard, uh Master of disguise, word to the wise: don't fuck with me You the rich and comfortably, we out back: dungaree Motherfucker please don't even think to try me My mind is somewhere else, they pumping "crazy" in my IV Yeah It's Friday morning A 150 with the kiddies on the school bus, everybody's on it I got my diploma Standing in line, I pray to God I hope they choose us Or I'm back on the corner It's Friday morning A 150 with the kiddies on the school bus, everybody's on it Don't know what I'm on to But somethings shouting it's telling me "We can't stay here", everybody's goners

Yeah, I close my eyes, count to three Now I'm ready to die (uh-huh) I ain't scared of nobody, I know the devil's a lie I don't argue with these hoes, cut that messy shit out On a mission, only fuckin' when my schedule allow it (whoa) I be with every day niggas, this no arrested development Went to court for them felonies Beat the case, took the blessing (uh-huh) Through the trenches, less religion, more spirit connection I can't explain it, so I know I can't help it Seeing me in my element got these niggas disheveled I dig it, you dig it, but who really gon' die for this treasure? My body's suspended, my mind just be spendin' My conscious ain't Kendrick No shade to that nigga, but where I'm from ain't nobody special Mad city full of bad ass kids Just smashed your windows then carjacked then crashed your shit (whoa) There's no Nintendo, no pun intended, we ain't playin' with ya Had to slit my wrist to get enough red to paint this picture, okay Are we born to live? Do we live to die? Will our soul survive? What's beyond the sky? Tell me why we're here Nobody knows why (yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah) Will our soul survive? (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) What's beyond the sky? See, I was ready to die I was ready, had to aim it steady And stayed for my eyes, no-no regret, no goodbyes Just take a look deep inside the casket, I never could lie No more confetti would fly, none of my day ones would cry Just a lot of booties bouncing, hips swaying, moving mountains Moving Hennessy around the function, never runneth dry Greetings from the other side Where it ain't nothing but a gangsta party Old schools roll through, I'll haunt you in the night Then the morning, in all of them dark corners of your mind Fuck the one that said if I was self shopping call it hurricane, I I'm gettin' closer to God More than a newborn, more than a two-tone Drug in my system Even more than Scotty Got bright darkness inside me Brought my nephew in front of me Told him, "Keep on colliding" I could never see you run from it (never) See this world full of lies And your sister full of goodness So let nothing surprise you We shoot the flies off the bullshit Are we born to live? Do we live to die? Will our soul survive? What's beyond the sky? Tell me why we're here Nobody knows why Will our soul survive? What's beyond the sky?

Doctor told me I should rest But I ain't gon' never ever quit I like girls with pretty feet, yeah And jeans that'll never ever fit, yeah, yeah, yeah Top down (Yeah) And I'm floatin' through the city, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Watch out (On the run) Deputy out to get me, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Top down (Top down) And I'm floatin' through the city, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Watch out (On the run) Deputy out to get me, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Most that s- y'all talkin' bout Ain't really talkin' 'bout nothin' (No) Say you 25 when you really 32 Baby goin' in, go and stop frontin' (Woah) Bottle in the club cost a stack You ain't even got nine hundred (Oh) Ben-10 with the bustdown Different ring got my whole damn leg Got my whole damn leg I dare you, put it together On that white just like Othello I don't check emails, better be textin' CC me if you're talking reckless Pinky toe yellow, foot on the pedal My b- a speed devil That's vroom, vroom, vroom, skrrt They won't catch us never Beyoncé, my halo My angel, my devil My shooters come through with the doot, doot, doot, doot Man, I'm tellin' you I got the heart of a dragon I'm livin' like I imagined World is mine, no askin' The world is mine, I'm stabbin', stabbin' now Top down (Yeah) And I'm floatin' through the city, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Watch out (On the run) Deputy out to get me, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Top down (Top down) And I'm floatin' through the city, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Watch out (On the run) Deputy out to get me, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah I don't waste time on the phone like that And I stay leavin' texts on read I had, the minute I'm home, I ran into a fling But I can't really call her my ex She said, "I see you, I know you been workin', lil' daddy You look like you gettin' to the check I know you focused on work But I can't help but notice you can't talk about nothin' else What about you? How's your mental? How do you cope with what you been through? How's your tempo? Who in your life are you really close to?" I was like, "Damn," space left blank Plenty of fish in the sea, but nobody f- with a shark in the tank Peddle my mind later, washin' the whip See my reflection, it's all in the paint Laid back top, bumping that Frank Ocean, "Crack Rock" When I pull up, ridin' with a pack rat, don't get caught Been through it all, I'm no stranger to loss R.I.P. Richard, Olivia, Charles If nothin' else, I'ma do it for y'all I don't rap, I just say what's on my heart Top down (Yeah) And I'm floatin' through the city, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Watch out (On the run) Deputy out to get me, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Top down (Top down) And I'm floatin' through the city, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Watch out (On the run) Deputy out to get me, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Said, I've been drinkin' And I've been smokin' And shawty, I'm flying' down 285, but I'm so focused Said, I've been drinkin' And I've been smokin' And baby, I'm flying' down 285, but I'm so focused

Money, power, pussy... Money, power, pussy, fame, it don't mean nothing Never feel an ounce of shame, it don't mean nothing Tell me what you came before you came to this Earth Tell me who you worshipped 'fore they came with the church I don't want no artificial I don't flaunt no artificial I don't need no articial I don't, flaunt no Artificial ends, at the age to seperate the homies from the friends When shit hit the fan and show you blood from the kin And my family always kept a tool by the lamp Druggies getting started, it's party 4:00 a.m. Everybody need me now Knee-high to grasshopper, but the family always looking up the hill Put the city on my shoulders, woah Put my baby on my shoulders Now it's an event, I can't get a break from nothing I might smoke a whole eighth, then mush my whole face inside some blow (Still I can't feel nothin') You know I'm gon' hurt you for you know it 'Fore you love me you should go Tell me what you want from me Ooh, you know I'm psychic I don't like it when you try to hide the hoax 'Cause we ain't got shit in common We ain't got shit in common, tell me why the fuck you 'round me I don't want no artificial I don't flaunt no artificial I don't need no articial I don't, flaunt no (Artificial ends) I beat the Sun in the morning I make you stop what you doing and turn into an employee He be busy with the W-9 I ain't picky, I just know what I like Ain't no nigga really fuckin' with I Always got it in the back of my mind I prefer to keep them thoughts to myself Execution over explanation How can what I'm doin' help the family? And all the other shit is unrelated Ooh, okay, I like what you did there I might vanish then reappear When you cut the fugazi shit You really should be yourself I know that ain't saying much, but you don't be saying shit I spent my life turning pain into power I keep a reservation on a cloud Whole rotation knocking them down Hope gave birth to all this hype I just might leave this world tonight But for the life of me, I don't know why all these niggas around (who's you?) You not my partner, not my homie, not my bro (hell nah) Feel like you know me, yeah, I know, but, no, you don't Pastor knocked me out the church I just pray all my niggas float Higher voices take control These niggas really don't want no smoke I don't want no artificial I don't flaunt no artificial I don't need no articial I don't, flaunt no (Artificial ends) (Artificial ends) I don't want no artificial I don't flaunt no artificial I don't need no artificial I don't, flaunt no (Artificial ends) Ugh, I don't know what this bitch want Hello (Bitch don't ask me why the fuck I'm calling you) Listen, listen, Tashanda Don't worry about who that is I'm at work Yeah, my no good ass at work What you say, aw I don't do no drivin' around here I'm getting paid bitch, I'm getting paid Look, you sound like a hater You's a hater, you's a hater Ain't they paying for that pussy Damn, I can't go pick him up right now I'm at work You out there selling pussy I can't call you in the middle of a nigga fucking you And say "Go get him", and who the f- Aight I'm finna go get him I'm finna go get him Fuck out my phone Stupid ass bitch Excuse me, I'm sorry baby but, do you mind? I know you don't give a damn, bitch we ridin' Let's do it I gotta go pick up my child