Thought from the tres
I wonder what a summer song from the best rapper in the 9 feels like
Feels like victory
Shooting straight at me
And that usually comes
Just occasionally
I been through the roads
From the highs to lows
Aiming for the stars
I let the rifle blow
I got a hundred ways to make a ray of light out of the dark
So if you're lookin for your power I'll provide yo *ss with a spark
Third quarter third quarter third quarter
From the ground where it's dirtier than bath water mass order
Black order the track sorta melts
Out with my lyrical attack upon ya self
Y'all put ya little bitty tactics on the shelf
Once fear of element the don is how you felt
When I project these element vocals I propel with culture
N*ggas fake rockin' trynna Elvis this culture
You see life is a hell of sofa
Sit on the motherf*cker till I dwell with most one
Fate is what no one knows just like when the rapture hits
In the meantime I'll throw up my peace sign trynna capture this
Don't be alarmed when the world move along
And your pace can't match at the speed that it used to
Stop trynna look for content in the air
Close your eyes and let the experience use you
I feel alone yet I don't when I still
See the beauty in our very mutual confusion
Times that I ponder just like Zaniyah
Askin is it all an illusion
Bump all the actin for accolades
Jetta is present for actin up
Am I a waste cause I'm silent when I can talk sh*t to the clouds but still back it up?
Trynna catch me on this level y'all cheating on Ramadan n*ggas ain't fast enough
Trynna catch me on this level y'all cheating on Ramadan ahhhh
Feels like victory
Shooting straight at me
And that usually comes
Just occasionally
I been through the roads
From the highs to lows
Aiming for the stars
I let the rifle blow
I got a hundred ways to make a ray of light out of the dark
So if you're lookin for your power I'll provide yo *ss with a spark
Age of the clout chaser
Being genius a livesaver
Anything you spit my mouth greater
This flow illegal like child labor
Every word just hit high like a 9th grader
Element Jetta relaunching
Destiny slid in the DMs she wants me
To lay down the pipe with hype of three monkeys I'm all in
Summer flew head into fall
Perfect element to get Jetson involved
You can't shoot the messenger lets twist the plot
The messenger shoots verbal tech in my draws
The rebel with cause my level is God
My temple is broad ya bezzle is fraud
Ya medals is bronze forever im on
Mental deep as the draft with Wade Melo and Bron
Yeah this country ain't made for the colored to prosper
But ya can't tell me sh*t when three 6 won the oscars
Rappers ain't competition I'll off ya
See you I see food through barrel like lobster
F*ck how you feelin myself im feelin
I'm in the building for real just like Williams
I'm gonna last cause I'm actually brilliant
There ain't a beat I can't wax like Brazilian
To the point we had to bring in the masses
As you can see still killing that sh*t
Feel in the madness lyrical mathmatician
Division the pencil with passion
Man if I laid out every rhyme where I freaked it
Sh*t would stretch out from West Pines out to Egypt
I just need socks doubt I need sneakers
I got more lines than 1,000 adidas
Feels like victory
Shooting straight at me
And that usually comes
Just occasionally
I been through the roads
From the highs to lows
Aiming for the stars
I let the rifle blow
I got a hundred ways to make a ray of light out of the dark
So if you're lookin for your power I'll provide yo *ss with a spark
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Thought from the tres
I wonder what a summer song from the best rapper in the 9 feels like
Feels like victory
Shooting straight at me
And that usually comes
Just occasionally
I been through the roads
From the highs to lows
Aiming for the stars
I let the rifle blow
I got a hundred ways to make a ray of light out of the dark
So if you're lookin for your power I'll provide yo *ss with a spark
Third quarter third quarter third quarter
From the ground where it's dirtier than bath water mass order
Black order the track sorta melts
Out with my lyrical attack upon ya self
Y'all put ya little bitty tactics on the shelf
Once fear of element the don is how you felt
When I project these element vocals I propel with culture
N*ggas fake rockin' trynna Elvis this culture
You see life is a hell of sofa
Sit on the motherf*cker till I dwell with most one
Fate is what no one knows just like when the rapture hits
In the meantime I'll throw up my peace sign trynna capture this
Don't be alarmed when the world move along
And your pace can't match at the speed that it used to
Stop trynna look for content in the air
Close your eyes and let the experience use you
I feel alone yet I don't when I still
See the beauty in our very mutual confusion
Times that I ponder just like Zaniyah
Askin is it all an illusion
Bump all the actin for accolades
Jetta is present for actin up
Am I a waste cause I'm silent when I can talk sh*t to the clouds but still back it up?
Trynna catch me on this level y'all cheating on Ramadan n*ggas ain't fast enough
Trynna catch me on this level y'all cheating on Ramadan ahhhh
Feels like victory
Shooting straight at me
And that usually comes
Just occasionally
I been through the roads
From the highs to lows
Aiming for the stars
I let the rifle blow
I got a hundred ways to make a ray of light out of the dark
So if you're lookin for your power I'll provide yo *ss with a spark
Age of the clout chaser
Being genius a livesaver
Anything you spit my mouth greater
This flow illegal like child labor
Every word just hit high like a 9th grader
Element Jetta relaunching
Destiny slid in the DMs she wants me
To lay down the pipe with hype of three monkeys I'm all in
Summer flew head into fall
Perfect element to get Jetson involved
You can't shoot the messenger lets twist the plot
The messenger shoots verbal tech in my draws
The rebel with cause my level is God
My temple is broad ya bezzle is fraud
Ya medals is bronze forever im on
Mental deep as the draft with Wade Melo and Bron
Yeah this country ain't made for the colored to prosper
But ya can't tell me sh*t when three 6 won the oscars
Rappers ain't competition I'll off ya
See you I see food through barrel like lobster
F*ck how you feelin myself im feelin
I'm in the building for real just like Williams
I'm gonna last cause I'm actually brilliant
There ain't a beat I can't wax like Brazilian
To the point we had to bring in the masses
As you can see still killing that sh*t
Feel in the madness lyrical mathmatician
Division the pencil with passion
Man if I laid out every rhyme where I freaked it
Sh*t would stretch out from West Pines out to Egypt
I just need socks doubt I need sneakers
I got more lines than 1,000 adidas
Feels like victory
Shooting straight at me
And that usually comes
Just occasionally
I been through the roads
From the highs to lows
Aiming for the stars
I let the rifle blow
I got a hundred ways to make a ray of light out of the dark
So if you're lookin for your power I'll provide yo *ss with a spark
I wonder what a summer song from the best rapper in the 9 feels like
Feels like victory
Shooting straight at me
And that usually comes
Just occasionally
I been through the roads
From the highs to lows
Aiming for the stars
I let the rifle blow
I got a hundred ways to make a ray of light out of the dark
So if you're lookin for your power I'll provide yo *ss with a spark
Third quarter third quarter third quarter
From the ground where it's dirtier than bath water mass order
Black order the track sorta melts
Out with my lyrical attack upon ya self
Y'all put ya little bitty tactics on the shelf
Once fear of element the don is how you felt
When I project these element vocals I propel with culture
N*ggas fake rockin' trynna Elvis this culture
You see life is a hell of sofa
Sit on the motherf*cker till I dwell with most one
Fate is what no one knows just like when the rapture hits
In the meantime I'll throw up my peace sign trynna capture this
Don't be alarmed when the world move along
And your pace can't match at the speed that it used to
Stop trynna look for content in the air
Close your eyes and let the experience use you
I feel alone yet I don't when I still
See the beauty in our very mutual confusion
Times that I ponder just like Zaniyah
Askin is it all an illusion
Bump all the actin for accolades
Jetta is present for actin up
Am I a waste cause I'm silent when I can talk sh*t to the clouds but still back it up?
Trynna catch me on this level y'all cheating on Ramadan n*ggas ain't fast enough
Trynna catch me on this level y'all cheating on Ramadan ahhhh
Feels like victory
Shooting straight at me
And that usually comes
Just occasionally
I been through the roads
From the highs to lows
Aiming for the stars
I let the rifle blow
I got a hundred ways to make a ray of light out of the dark
So if you're lookin for your power I'll provide yo *ss with a spark
Age of the clout chaser
Being genius a livesaver
Anything you spit my mouth greater
This flow illegal like child labor
Every word just hit high like a 9th grader
Element Jetta relaunching
Destiny slid in the DMs she wants me
To lay down the pipe with hype of three monkeys I'm all in
Summer flew head into fall
Perfect element to get Jetson involved
You can't shoot the messenger lets twist the plot
The messenger shoots verbal tech in my draws
The rebel with cause my level is God
My temple is broad ya bezzle is fraud
Ya medals is bronze forever im on
Mental deep as the draft with Wade Melo and Bron
Yeah this country ain't made for the colored to prosper
But ya can't tell me sh*t when three 6 won the oscars
Rappers ain't competition I'll off ya
See you I see food through barrel like lobster
F*ck how you feelin myself im feelin
I'm in the building for real just like Williams
I'm gonna last cause I'm actually brilliant
There ain't a beat I can't wax like Brazilian
To the point we had to bring in the masses
As you can see still killing that sh*t
Feel in the madness lyrical mathmatician
Division the pencil with passion
Man if I laid out every rhyme where I freaked it
Sh*t would stretch out from West Pines out to Egypt
I just need socks doubt I need sneakers
I got more lines than 1,000 adidas
Feels like victory
Shooting straight at me
And that usually comes
Just occasionally
I been through the roads
From the highs to lows
Aiming for the stars
I let the rifle blow
I got a hundred ways to make a ray of light out of the dark
So if you're lookin for your power I'll provide yo *ss with a spark
Writer: Khallid Benson
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid