Yaru Da Goat - Bodies Lyrics

I let these fools jump in my mind with these verses
The universe is tryna send you lots of messages
Peep game, quick aim, but sick brains
By the age of fifteen to eighteen, we're screwed by the Ops
Cause they've been joining forces
Teaming up with high school teachers and storytellers
So they can tell us how to move in the system
Damn, ain't something wrong
Listen, we're all supposed to be millionaires by the age of thirty
Generational wealth, nigga, by the age of forty
But we'd rather just body a lot of brothers when we squeeze
Body-ody
Bodies all on top of bodies, I'm alive but I'm dead serious, buddy
Do you got it
You know what's my motto on my dead body
Ain't nobody living once
Life and death a cycle, as you see my motto's psycho
And my will finna be recycled, I call it reincarnation, nigga
(AH)
Bodies, Bodies, Bodies, Bodies
Ass out, we crash out , we pass out
We tanked up, we tap out , black out
Worked up , cranked up
Bodies, Bodies, Bodies, Bodies
Bodies, Bodies, Bodies, Bodies
Ass out , we crash out , we pass out
We tanked up, we tap out , black out
Worked up
All that shit is part of a plan, part of an astro plan
See, the world is going nuts, bet the end is on the way
It's coming
Let's not be carried away while G's are paving the way
For them kids who're on their way to the trash can, like Brenda had a baby
(From a late-night ride)
I'm coming in this bitch, So she never leaves my side(Hoo)
Coming off so clean, but we freaky on the side(Yeah)
One hand on the wheel, but the other under bras
We've been flirting with the stars like Walk of Fame is ours
I'm a man of God like I'm also man of art
Imma be the part like I also look the part
I ain't tryna give advices, I'm waiting up for crises
The return of the Christ till I'm righteous, Christ-like(Yeah)
I'm raising up my price, straightforward like a fool
I'mma roll a couple dices(dices, dices)
Seven figures with no taxes, nigga
That's how you teach 'em what a flex is, nigga
But is my net worth worth it, I mean worth dying trying, nigga
Bodies, Bodies, Bodies, Bodies
Ass out , we crash out , we pass out
We tanked up, we tap out , black out
Worked up , cranked up
Bodies, Bodies, Bodies, Bodies
Bodies, Bodies, Bodies, Bodies
Ass out , we crash out , we pass out
We tanked up, we tap out , black out
Worked up
(Yeah)
Have a daydream, indulge in my fantasy, for my fans to see
Euphoria I plan to see
Carpe diem but never do no ecstasy
Set me free, away from insanity
(Hun)
It's important that I give a little background on this
See, my music is the playground where I break down
All my wonders, goals, and ambitions
I'm sticking to the law of attraction
There it goes, my imagination flows, got a finger in the nose
My shit really blows with a simple prose and tracks I compose
For my niggas, shows for my niggas, jewelry and gold for my niggas
(Wow)