Issa Gold - Revelations lyrics

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Issa Gold - Revelations lyrics

[Intro] People think that I'm lazy People think that I'm this fool because I gives a f** about the government I didn't graduate from high school But I learned how it's done So I'm gonna be number one Thank you Jesus, for my mama Thank you b**hes, for my money [Verse 1] I must be outta my mind Making n***as wake up to open up to the light Smoking good dank, yeah, n***a this must be life Oh, we making moves you n***as thought we was fine Nah, a n***a go hard for my n***as 'till we all confident Down liquor, f**, livers all my n***as know Two blunts, four strains in the middle dough We getting knowledge from the motherf**in' reefer smoke Born to lead a generation through storm In a time so hard while you n***as go soft Change your dreams ma n***a, puff your weed ma n***a Get high, not low Hustle in the summer 'till the motherf**in' winter And my flow go hard like a motherf**in' missile You can catch me in the trap, with the hustlers and the k**ers Putting on for my city like we entered the Olympics Repping out for my gang, where we 'bout that love, we don't bang ‘Less a heathen step out his lane Then you know them hammers gon' rang, rang Nah, f** that n***a, get your brain up And if you can't get rhythm, get your paper And if you can't get both, n***a, wake up, gold chains Purp puff, so I'm feeling like a Laker Demons try to get a n***a but they never shaped us They see winning our kids so they hate us But we the realest motherf**ers, no makeup Psychedelic life bearin' like a creator Ain't no debating, who is the greatest It is up in your heart, n***a, go out create it Get out the matrix, why you stuck in the dark, n***a? [Hook] We kick crowns, kings, and Adidas We kick crowns, kings, and Adidas Get high b**hes, get high n***as We kick crowns, kings, and Adidas This sh** is fresh... [Verse 2] All my life n***as told me that I ain't sh** Funny how things flip, knowledge of the ancient Ain't sh** if you ain't fit Bought a plane tick' to astral land and my motherf**ing brain's sick Crane kick to the government, f** ‘em man Martial law they don't care about a brother, man Expanded brain, broke out the frame Then I became a light bearer nearer to the sun I'm staying, f** you taking ‘bout? I'm a f**ing living god, find a truth deep inside Mind body and soul float the most high up, I be a ghost Comatose, Mary Jane we elope in the mists of the smoke Elevate your mind, get awoke Message in the vines, take notes These are more than just quotes, this is real life over steel mic f** a norm n***a, just do it if it feels right Right? Can't testify this life of mine, I'm so divine b**h I'm smoking chronics, stoned like Onyx, never third-eyeless Ancient ways, young a** n***as got knowledge for days Extraterrestrial, no, not grey, but we do come in peace What we got to say is that conscious way With a little bit of ign'ant, word to my pigment Rock j**els like Rocka motherf**er But these words from the pyramids, truth I ain't hearin' it Case stones lower level eat my dust up The schools ain't teaching sh**, son Better elevate out of this system Feeling trapped now the hood carry straps Watch your back, its Iraq, anyone could be the victim, n***a [Hook] We kick crowns, kings, and Adidas We kick crowns, kings, and Adidas Get high b**hes, get high n***as We kick crowns, kings, and Adidas This sh** is fresh... This sh** is fresh... This sh** is fresh... This sh** is fresh...