Hey, hey, hey
Mane vibe wit me, vibe wit me heyyy
Yeah
Look here
Listen
An instrumental and my notes every key I type, I see my life
This sh** get groundbreaking when I be on ice
Disrupting calls I'm like Dawit you my dawg, but I might not hit the bar ima be all night
Jus tell the homies not to be all hype
And tell my momma we gon be alright
Or even better she gon see all ice
Jus throw me on a f**in a stage wit them neon lights
Then bounce a n***a state to state like Takeo Spikes
Put me on flights, show me I'm nice or somethin
Would it be alright if he not fighting for nothin?
Hell nah! Check ya leaders
Only eatin what they feed ya
Grown a** gettin carried like some fetuses
And that's slang for disrespect, mane I'll split ya vest and lift ya chest
Oh sh** they all swelling
Preaching a system that been done lost feelin
Ya brainwashed nd ya hearts prosthetic
Real and fake don't go together ain't no way they offsetting
Souls gon be obsolete I'm callin it, callin it aye
Yeah, I'm callin it, callin it
Souls gon be obsolete I'm call-
They tell me you gots to chill, spit that bullsh** and make a mill
But I kno the people listening, got to tell em how I feel
f** a deal!
Cause we gon get there when we get there
Swear these sounds don't make no sense here
I'm Evander wit that split ear
sh** here's excruciating don't you debate it, I'm mutilated
Tracks got no substance what they been doin to music lately?
Its too inflated with gimmicks im bouta do a Brady
Boy "Pop that p**y, Pop that p**y" won't subdue the ladies
Just lines written
Well who am I kidding?
Till these women know their worth I'm on a suicide mission
Ride with me (uh)
Don't nobody side wit me, when ya go against the grain
f** a road to instant fame use ya brain
Take me away from the pain
This crazy world ain't no place for the sane it's sucha shame boy (yeah)
Say take me away from the pain
This crazy world ain't no place for the sane it's sucha shame, look
This art of mine from this heart of mine is hard to find
A gift from god so it's all divine
I'm inclined, to guarantee I can handle the keys
When y'all on edge feeling Thelma Louise
I got the means to proceed
They wanna say the only way to succeed
Is if you got the dough to turn diplomas into degrees
It's greed
Ventilation, get relief with a beat and every verse make it easy to breathe
Just what you need here
Yeah
It's what you need here