[Intro: billy woods]
They say the price of gas, right?
It is high
It is high
[Verse 1: billy woods]
Break up weed on one phone, FaceTime on the other
Break up with me, I'm a G, I stay friends with your mother
My old friend still got a bum knee cause the '03 Eagle's didn't cover
'93 till I get me that Infinity J30
90s vision board was uncluttered
Sticky clutch like a mugger
The car leap up out the cut, doing numbers
Walk-ups like a food truck
Spot empty, but lightly touched the door to the oven
Bruh, I'm always cooking something
Could only cum on her stomach, stubborn
Bomb vest but nothing happened when I pressеd the button
Could hear distant birds and fallen lеaves
You couldn't tell me nothing
[Verse 2: Pink Siifu]
I jumped out the oven 9 to 5
No tie, Clinton with the apron when I'm fucking on the job
I need a raise
I never wanna be the reason anybody missed they flight
Don't lose your job, it's one way
I'm not to be fucked with
Top 5, I can only complicate the subject
I can't change, fly away
It gotta have substance
And fuck judgement
The party went up in flames
I was posted, looking liable for the destruction
Smoking, getting high
No games, I need all my money when it's time
I need mine, how I was raised
Four quarters don't change, but a small price for that brain
Maintain
Wings ain't the only thing sauced
Only give my heart the numbers to the vault
Manifest the change cause I never changed up
Just say the light, I done seen the light
Always stayed up, always played my part
Always looking out, smoke shimmy ya
Today a good day
Dozen goals at the cookout, that's a Sunday
Faded behind the wheel, off the runway
Can't play a checker with a chess team
Check, buddy, skrr
King
[Verse 3: E L U C I D]
(Pay your little twenty five dollars and finally shut the fuck up
It's as stupid as it sounds)
Living will between the bills
Cause politics starts at home
To my seeds born God, your mommy tells the truth
What doesn't kill you makes you blacker
What doesn't kill you...
I feel like I'ma buy life insurance and just (DIE)
Like, fuck, I don't wanna see the kingdom
Living will between the bills
What instrumental y'all gonna play at my funeral?
[Spoken Word: Moor Mother]
You, me, our home
Our body, our breath (Our breath)
I am the uncollapsed (See, I is)
Information escaping the continuation
A better understanding of gravity, see, I is gravity (See, I is)
I is the uncollapsing
Already on my way
Light residue
Scattered spirits
I am the unbothered
Curve a known particle
You, me, our home
Our body, our breath
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