Xali - The Great lyrics

Soul Flow House slave sh** New reflection on my transition I'm LeBron at the rim See I bam different Pa** me the rock, that's the beat Leave your stance twisted Heathens in hell that has to understand scripture Uh Silver chains, diamonds in it Watch his focus change as he keep your mind conflicted Compact your brain with appeal, now they time living Predicted time in prison from using crime to fit in 'Cause they got no options They pushing to move with no caution 'Cause you know the streets close coffins, more than so often Steady standing with no posture You'll never live by the order that you see souls lost in A closed conscious Closer to the uncommon Crushing up and crumbling cannabis to feel concept Chilling at the cusp of corrupt to k** 'em all by the bar Gotta turn the feelings off in the dark So realness when you talk my n***a Respect the walk, my n***a Speak out of line, outlines from chalk from triggers Never stalk like b**hes We ain't watching you f** boys Aggression n***as never avoid, you know they tuck toys Jamming to this beat like a juggernaut Aiming for the top, you n***as can chase the other spot See dealers send a bad b**h to they brother block For info, like undercover cops By letting panties drop Monumental, puffing piff projects potential High credentials Destiny through my dental Blowing O's to a chick for marijuana, turn to comers And I get a fat cheque for every comment Calm conflicted contest I keep it constant I'm losing patients I need the conference Nina, come and push my placement Bullet for higher faces THC traces on the weapons we pull from hatred for f**ing racists One God, one nation See the cost of faking Juvenile murder cases Young hookers on day shift Getting Glocks stuffed in your face man Tryn'a get your numbers up Jordan stuck on space jam Speaking out of place might end up with a toe tag New suit, new box up in some old sad... Free ceremony, that you'll never get to witness Congregation full of k**ers, led by Christians See the future pictures of your old b**h Chilling With all your villains and your old snitch Feeling the same n***as that got your soul stitched Why you laying cold? Slow a road in your own ditch See, this life is crazy Now Judas is playing with ya baby Laying with your lady Pacing in your Mercedes Making bills off the same block that your kids play Send a couple rocks your kid's way f** 'posed to do 'bout dealing with the bullsh** f** it Blow my mind off a few clips Your fist for chicks Dumb sh** I never said Told you, I got the fuel my n***a I searched the pool for bigger Ain't no pussies rob me, that's more like seawater Better check that homeboy before you see the alter Now get your seed alter and watch your family tree falter Immaculate conception clogged up Your fate fogged up Most you n***as so commercial it's some puppet sh** Tell me you don't notice the struggling. Do the government? People forced to hustling since they know ain't no way they ever touch this sh** We're for the starved, hit the f**ing strip n***as get to tucking grips Talking any means, many schemes For the plenty cream, petty scenes See a n***a make you bleed for the penny dream Best believe, cuff a clip at your quarantine, my n***a Yeah