black bay whered you go
i have lost all the light from your bones
it only makes me feel more alone

grey fog dont you tire
from the dark isolation of night
i know that the pressure gives you light
i know that the truth comes with a price
but im just so afraid of mine

so i blame the ones that i love
when i am no one to act as a judge
and i know that the bottles not best
but im just so starved for some kind of rest
from these lungs
and my tied tongue

what makes a man cave
to the simple escape from his days
is it only a triumph over fear
of what happens when waking disappears
or do we secretly love these tears

The other night, Lavish Lee told me that I’m all these people listen to

She said they love me unconditional

Imagine how it feel to watch another nigga at the top

You know that if you wasn’t you, you would be dissin’ you, dawg

Damn, okay, from that perspective

I see what you’re talkin’ ‘bout, no way to soften that

Cause me, I was tryna find out where I lost ‘em at

But maybe I ain’t lose ‘em at all

Maybe I keep movin’ forward and they’re just stagnant, they ain’t movin’ at all

But when they need a favor, who do they call?

Maybe I’m searchin’ for the problems, askin’ what was said and who was involved

Too focused on people’s feedback and provin’ ‘em wrong

They say the shoe can always fit, no matter whose foot it’s on

These days feel like I’m squeezin’ in ‘em

Whoever wore ‘em before just wasn’t thinkin’ big enough

I’m ‘bout to leave ‘em with ‘em

Cause if I run the game in these, man the seams are splittin’

No pun intended but they’re smellin’ defeat in the air

Headed where nobody took it, who meetin’ me there?

They tell him that he’s talkin’ crazy but he doesn’t care

Bein’ humble don’t work as well as bein’ aware

Listen up, boy, you’re better off eavesdroppin’

We already got spring 2015 poppin’

PND droppin’, Reps-up P droppin’

Majid Jordan droppin’, OB droppin’, not to mention me droppin’

Feel like we paid the refs off, man we fixed the game

Me and Noel been at it before Twitter names

Yeah, been on the move like the lease is up

And I can’t even name one person that’s keepin’ up

Damn, fuck how it was in the past tense

Ask yourself, how do we match up now?

Cause I’m only 27 and I’m only gettin’ better

If I haven’t passed you yet, watch me catch up now, forreal

[Outro: James Blake] (× 9)

Could it be the way that I’ll catch up

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Sometimes I laugh with God about how you can’t stop me
I’m his darkest angel probably but he still got me
I’m gettin’ mine but still I better lives
And shit I set aside to make sure that my people getting by
Brunch with some Qatar royals and my cup is all oil
You know it’s real when your niggas will take the fall for you
All loyal so you keep eggin’ me on
And we gonna have to crack a shell just to prove to you, you ain’t hard boiled
Last night I tried some raw oysters
Man that boy growin’ up quick, that boy know he the shit
That boy singin’ on every song when he know he can spit
That boy manifested it, that boy knew it was written
That boy did it on purpose
That boy know that they shittin’ on you, and they can’t get past you
You should’ve followed all my moves, you won’t realize ‘til after
And if I left shit to chance I would’ve picked a name like Chance the Rapper
Yeah, no offense cause I don’t know that nigga
I’m focused on making records and gettin’ bigger
Just hits, no misses, that’s for the married folk
Tell ‘em fix my suite up cause I’m comin’ home
I heard they talking crazy, I was out of town
You know they love to pop all that shit when I’m not around
But when I’m here, not a sound, that’ll make me snap, jot it down
Go in the booth and lay a body down
Know some Somalis that say we got it Wallahi
Get us donuts and coffee, we’ll wait for him in the lobby
And I gotta tell him chill, Sprite got me on payroll
Let that man live, they say “Okay if you say so”
See whatever I say goes, I play like I’m on ‘roids, no Canseco
No Oakland A’s though, shout out the Bay though
I think I’m on my eighth flow, just watch me paint flow
We all do it for the art so I can never hate though
Signin’ off on more deals than a lawyer with a heavy case load
How the game turn into the Drake show?
Dog, what the fuck happen to so and so, where did they go?
They too worried ‘bout bitches and fashion, they go missin’ in action
And then you never notice they missin’
On some Hunger Games shit, I would die for my district
Jennifer Lawrence, you can really get it
I mean for real, girl you know I had to do it for ya
You know I had to do it for ya
You know I had to…oh wait sidebar, left some beat at the end
So that all of you fuck niggas could loop it and get your lies off