They want that conscious shit
But I am not a scientist
I am just an introvert
That's tired of that quiet shit
They want that conscious shit
But I am not a scientist
I am just an introvert
That's tired of that quiet shit
This is that demon shit
That turning odds to even
666
You is not dreaming bitch
You scared, go see a deacon
I am way far beyond reason
Every season has it secrets
I'm gonna kill that nigga dead
And he's going to lay right where I leave him
This is that demon shit
That turning odds to even
666
You is not dreaming bitch
You scared, go see a deacon
I am way far beyond reason
Every season has it secrets
I'm gonna kill that nigga dead
And he's going to lay right where I leave him
They want that conscious shit
But I am not a scientist
I am just an introvert
That's tired of that quiet shit
They want that conscious shit
But I am not a scientist
I am just an introvert
That's tired of that quiet shit
Front the brick
Tax the brick
I'm just trying to get rich
F*ck the culture
I'm a vulture
It's Diablo in this bitch
Illuminati surrogate
Might break off a bitch
And tell her don't call my phone
The Feds stay on my shit
I'm a million-dollar lick
F*ck a 100 dollar hoe
With this million-dollar dick
Tell her I can't pay her rent
Hit her with a condom
So a nigga is not catching shit
Feel like Danny Glover
When I pop that lethal weapon
I'm just guessing that you stressing
Cause yo money looking desperate
And you tired playing catch up
Trying to stack your f*cking bread up
But don't let up
Keep your head up
Never let a nigga threat you
F*ck that bitch
Go get your cheddar
Bet she be there when you better nigga
They want that conscious shit
But I am not a scientist
I am just an introvert
That's tired of that quiet shit
They want that conscious shit
But I am not a scientist
I am just an introvert
That's tired of that quiet shit
This that demon shit
That turning odds to even
666
You is not dreaming bitch
You scared go see a deacon
I am way far beyond reason
Every season has it secrets
Ima kill that nigga dead
And he's gonna lay right where I leave him
This that demon shit
That turning odds to even
666
You is not dreaming bitch
You scared go see a deacon
I am way far beyond reason
Every season has it secrets
Ima kill that nigga dead
And he's gonna lay right where I leave him
They want that conscious shit
But I am not a scientist
I am just an introvert
That's tired of that quiet shit
They want that conscious shit
But I am not a scientist
I am just an introvert
That's tired of that quiet shit