Custom - Physical/Extraterrestrial Lyrics

Off the front porch steps, 7.30 in the a.m
Hustle to dark, niggas who me, I'm brought up with heart
South shore, I don't pose for no camera
Farrakhan up the block, I'm up the corner with a bag full of rock
How 87, 88, 89 felt
They trunking niggas and blowing they brains out
Clutching the banger, trying to figure the lanes out
Mama worried my vision blurs with smoke
People buried, I know, I'm barely starting to grow
If you ask, I got two for the one a day
Babies in the background, I back down
Structure and order, how I structure my daughter
Taught about the respect, when to administer slaughter
If you thirsty, I'm water, ghetto reporter
This message perpetual, shake a foundation
A lower decibel, go at the top dog, they testin' you
Let them know, God blessing you, the body physical
Soul extraterrestrial
Life's too short, numbers up, God don't loan minutes
I'm from a place where shady faces and lady rapers
Life's too short, numbers up, God don't own minutes
Top floor in the telly, buds in my ear
Toast on my belly, wondering is you
Feeling this medley, fake asses shaking like jelly
What you prefer? Elevation, yeah, I concur
Can't recite all the raps I wrote
Some errors are blurred, like vaccinated, infected
And people feeling protected and trump and his insurrection
And racist feeling rejected, this script is a compilation
The facts that I collected, f*ck them other rappers
I cover facts, it's been neglected out my soul
Through the mic, I project a telekinetic
I'm shining, some chasing the bag, I'm perfecting the timing
I'm the pressure, you the rock, we the diamond
Lyrically confident, confident that we can keep climbing given the climate
If you thirsty, I'm water, ghetto reporter
This message perpetual, shake the foundation and lower decibel
Go at the top dog, they testin' you, let them know God blessing
You the body physical, soul extraterrestrial
Life's too short, numbers up, God don't loan minutes
I'm in a place where shitty faces are rated racial
Life's too short, numbers up, God don't own minutes
If you thirsty, I'm water, get a reporter
This message perpetual, shake the foundation and lower decibel
Go at the top dog, they testin' you, let them know God blessin
You the body physical, soul extraterrestrial
Life's too short, numbers up, God don't own minutes
I'm in a place where shitty faces are rated racial
Life's too short, numbers up, God don't loan minutes
Structure and order, how I structure my daughter
Daughter, daughter
Yeah, shady face characters and yes man
Gotta watch that
Jealous spirits and habitual liars
When you're winning, turn around real fast
Pan over them face expressions
Take mental notes