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I listen to these niggas that’s coming next

I sit and feel unimpressed

Insomnia

Stare at my sleeping son

When I wanted rest

If I close my eyes

They’ll kick the door

And put one in chest

That’s why I got this rifle at this window

Like Brother X

Niggas shit is not as impressive to me

Speaking conceptually

Really it’s a shame

That you thought you was better than me

Know this life a game

So I play it exceptionally

Niggas indebted to me

But they still bet against me

I feel like freedom too expensive

And the world we live in

Turn common sense to a contradiction

Tell me

How I’m supposed to kick it

With niggas who doubt the vision

And turn every time I’m chilling

To a twisted competition

I don’t get it

The energy is wicked

Can’t tell me I don’t feel it

Why you think I’m on my pivot

I type it then I live it

Imma write until I’m finished

I been tied into the spirits

You been minor interference

I dig it

Recently

I been at peace

And been livin' decently

Still feel the spirits

They want a piece of me

Pilots of the weak

We throwin' riots in streets

Who got the heat for me

Commander in Chiefin'

When I debrief em

I can speak for me

I ain’t got no fortress in mind

But I got solitude

Sippin' from this fountain

Makin mountains outta molecules

Nappy black roots

Found the truth

Inside the follicle

The proof is the profit

I can promise you

Honest

I’m like

Yami Yugi

I turn ya kufi to pasta sushi

It’s not a movie

Don’t try pursue me

You die profusely

Come catch a vibe

And get groovy

I got my tribe

My goonies

Corona virus survivors

We all alive

And woozy

It’s kinda spooky

But truly

This shit kinda goofy

But better safe than sorry

I’ll take a break but hardly

Hate to see it

Or say it

It’s gonna take an army

I keep my faith

It make me godly

In this tainted party

You know the vibe is

Horus Osiris Isis

Pay the price

You in this life

And when you leave it’s priceless

I’m courteous

They let me be virtuous with my vices

Despite this

I feel I’m impervious to my crisis

I listen to these niggas that’s coming next

I sit and feel unimpressed

Insomnia

Stare at my sleeping son

When I wanted rest

If I close my eyes

They’ll kick the door

And put one in chest

That’s why I got this rifle at this window

Like Brother X

Listen to these niggas that’s coming next

Sit and feel unimpressed

Insomnia

Stare at my sleeping son

When I wanted rest

If I close my eyes

They’ll kick the door

And put one in chest

That’s why I got this

Draco on me

Moma wonder why I got that

Said I can’t go Mami

Some boy’s wanna run up shoot me in my Cake hole Mami

I’ll get girl I wanted better late than never coming

And that’s what’s it like being a visionary

Tell them niggas yo plans

They think you live in fairy tales

Dropping singles on bandcamp

Shit would barely sell

From the view on the damn gram

Look like I never fail

They see me in person and big me up

Apply for unemployment

Tell the gov stimmy up

Before Van and Semi Up

I ran a city yeah

Then moved back to Florida

That’s abandoned city yeah

But every year on Twitter wishing Van was still out there

Moving through the snow

It was two tone Van

Do you see this coat

I’m new born man

B**h I’m Iconic

Sometimes ironic

Never lied on it

My impact like comet

Marvel like Comics

Make em marvel like comics

Every time I write Sonics

Put that ice on it

But give you real life

Honest

I hear these new dudes flows

I think I been better

They Ink don’t hold

They need more pen pressure

They be in the Stu

With a Quill writing bird shit

I be in the Stu trynna kill

Trynna murk shit

Niggas wanna know how I feel

Ima marksman

A marked man

Scarlet letter on me

Call it dark skin

Rap name slave name

Presidential gave name

Look you up a list who owned slaves

Same name

First name Cameron

Serve it with the penne

6’5

Not a shrimp

Don’t identify with names

I guess I’m no name

No gypsy

Dark skin red eyed Alchemist

It’s me

I listen to these niggas that’s coming next

I sit and feel unimpressed

Insomnia

Stare at my sleeping son

When I wanted rest

If I close my eyes

They’ll kick the door

And put one in chest

That’s why I got this rifle at this window

Like Brother X

Semi/Van Buren کے مزید گانے

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