Gavan Boutin - Item 9 (Prod. by GBMYSTICAL) lyrics

[Verse 1: Gavan Boutin] Smoking on some nine so fine I cannot maintain my mind Shoot the clock cuz I k** time On the trip don't know what Il find So damn wise but I'm so damn young I'm the hero that is so unsung Roll a blunt and then I bust my lungs I got paper cuts all up on my tongue From licking the swisher K-k**ing to the get the Collab with the k**er The hitter the ripper Ch-changing the Rhythm Fall victim to fill in The crack in the system Im living the villain role... On this earth I died and I'm back that's re-birth Now you tell me what your worth I can guarantee it's lower Then my net-worth, my expert network Correct your best work I connect on this record Collecting all of your souls because they're backwards Dynasty will not run violently Cause peace with me just runs silently Cause I can tell where we really stand By feeling the vibes and then breathing them in Settle Inside and then read what they write Do not need no eyes cuz your fooling my sight My voice will project and it don't need no mic I'm rapping through all of this run in with life And I'm feeling so fine Feeling so fine I just be up and away item 9 It's item 9 [Verse 2: Gavan Boutin] I'm the prodigy Here to fulfill your prophecy I'm exactly what you wanna be So follow me through this odyssey Honestly, my mind so damn far From what you know, it's straight from mars Grinding my weed and then I roll it in raws My heart be hurting so this is my gauss Been dreaming so long Been hitting the bong I will never findout where I belong So all that's left is write this song Feel the flow Speeding it up and I never gon' slow Hotter then coal but colder then most That is conflicting like a living ghost I'm feeling your pull like you trying to measure me Testing my memory, lighting my J Give no F like the Kennedy Always be loving ain't no one an enemy Sep for the ones that are always just testing me Murdering beats so convicted of felonies I do not listen to what you are telling me I just smoke weed and do d** like the 70's I'm a hippy You don't get me You can tug and pull at both my sides But you never gonna mother f**ing rip me And I'm feeling so fine Feeling so fine I just be up and away item 9 It's Item 9