Passed Away / R.I.P. (feat. Hiroshi Thomas) Video (MV)

Wondering what you think, think of me
Under the weather I sink beneath
Dreams in the clouds but they dreary, drizzly
Miss when you near me
The calls and errands got me weary
I tripped in the dark it was misty
Stars connected by wires like earpiece
She tap in to every secret that seeps out of me
The heights I'm reaching have me lofty
Coughing got me opposite of coffee
Sedated, I'm foolish, easy way
This morning dawn hits what's in storage
Hit up my nigga re-up and that's sorted
Like black boys in they ends, isn't an option
Imported, raw goods, workers
Left out, on road with no purpose
Posing roles attached to your turf
Postcode, cro post, up like a gargoyle
Surveying the strip, statue with some parcels
Road man a post man with a carpool
Pull up like a drive thru, goddamn
Hop in a black whip like I'm Batman
Lil' Luc never had to gangbang, gives thanks
Civil dude level keep the peace at
Heat would never know dat, apparently the search random
Yeah yeah
Optical how am patterned, never square
Oracle how I've planned out
Gin bottle, few zoots and I tap out
Love a good couch, indoor allowed and a loud pack
Good batch rare in South and that
Made a home out this house and trap
They just pose for the gram and I snap on da track
And with the cam
Double entendre, I got talents
Hope you dodge that case, for the parents
The ones that care I gotta couple gotta cherish
Yea
Never had to go to the church
Buddhist pops I grew up on Mother Earth
Universe, Gohonzon
Grandparents living up on mountains
Where I see myself, if I make it through, if I break my bounds
If I find my balance, If I finally bounce

Yeah
I pour the liquor on the ground
For those who passed away
Don't make the wrong move
You might pass away
What, I pray for these rappers
Coming after me
Don't take the wrong turn
You might RIP
I pour the liquor on the ground
For those who passed away
Don't make the wrong move
You might pass away
What, I pray for these rappers
Coming after me
Don't take the wrong turn
You might RIP

I pour the liquor on the ground
For those who passed away
Brain filled up with thoughts
So many thoughts, let my fingers blast the page
And let my mind flow
I just wanna see ZVK in the wall of fame
Just gimme the fortune, you can keep the fame
Man that's all the same
Nowadays, we're screaming Black Lives Matter every 2 seconds
Coz a black life's scattered every 2 seconds
When it's the black ones picking up to use weapons
It's the black ones that need to learn a new lesson
They came to the land just to use our wealth
Then gave us the tools to abuse ourselves
And the funny thing is we do what they want
So if you don't stand for nothing you a fool yourself
I pour the liquor on the ground
For those who passed away
Still living life in the matrix
Yeah still getting told I'm a virtue
Uh, but lately I been running outta patience
Guess I'm getting tired of the basement
If you're sleeping on the boy
You're a wasteman
The real know I'm destined for greatness
I need 7 figures on my statement
These rappers can't do it like me
Rappers ain't on point, no game like Z
I still rep my team, J to the A to the M
Can't forget about G.O.D, wha?
Nuff people don't stand for something
The real know that my names stands for something
I apologise if you don't stand for nothing
No foundation will leave you crumbling

Yeah
I pour the liquor on the ground
For those who passed away
Don't make the wrong move
You might pass away
What, I pray for these rappers
Coming after me
Don't take the wrong turn
You might RIP
I pour the liquor on the ground
For those who passed away
Don't make the wrong move
You might pass away
What, I pray for these rappers
Coming after me
Don't take the wrong turn
You might RIP

You might RIP
Passed away
You might pass away
Coming after
RIP