Cycles
I heard reassurance is the best drug
Learned that accepting hate is the best love
Instincts
Intuition
Trust it
You better listen
You better listen
This is the part i remind where you have came from
This is my part i remind you where i got fame from
My homegirl told me relax
But i got too many snakes tryna bite my back
I got plenty of longsharks that are on my ass
Too many kids mistaking me for Santa's lap
Now tell me what am i to do
When handouts turn into college major for you
Friends turn government start taking from you
Fam take them trust funds and start banking on you
I feel like the weight of the world is on my shoulders
Feel like a brick stuck in between two boulders
Feel like all the old news is getting older
Now i can't feel shit so thanks for making me colder
So now i can write these raps
Cuz intuition telling me nigga don't look back
I heard reassurance is the best drug
Learned that accepting hate is the best love
Instincts
Intuition
Trust it
You better listen
I heard reassurance is the best drug
Learned that accepting hate is the best love
Instincts
Intuition
Trust it
You better listen
My generation brain dead we all zombies
Somebody tell me when art became mumbling
My niggas look to these streets and find comfort
Somebody tell me when the streets became something to look up to
Rather than go to school and read a book or two
You'll gun a nigga down you a white mans fool
I bet you see it now little swimming pools
Now tell me you gone drown or you gone swim right through
Spin cycles
Crack rock chronicles
Are fond to you
Friends making fun of you
Now take them last three letters
Make em comical
See if they ass laughing now man I promise you
Dragging dead weight will only make it troublesome
Say you scared wait what senses are you coming to
Being alone turned me to a fucking god it's true
Cross my t's dot them i's and keep it trucking fool
I heard reassurance is the best drug
Learned that accepting hate is the best love
Instincts
Intuition
Trust it
You better listen
People only love you when you got something
And then they all disappear when you got nothing
Instincts
Intuition
Trust it
You better listen
For all the niggas that took from me
Im sitting down right now writing yo eulogy
My momma told me never give a bed to company
After that a nigga never made a fool of me