Air On G String

If I could ask for anything it would be apprehension Malice is pretentious, no further questioning Balanced with a shin splint, down to Earth how it's sitting My flows are pimping, this shit rot, ya'll gone have to exhibit Dissecting my life apart like a frog with no ribbit I've done it this time, I did it, they snitching to the witness I've crumbled it down to stretch and move the quickness Hunger is the sickness, zombies coming with a vengeance I go figure on the hill like Tom with his inventions Love for my music, my people, remind me my intentions It's a battle to get it right when your thoughts are henchmans True to survive in the night, the fight or flight Firefight, the fire, the fireflies shining bright at night The brightest light my future, I'ma till it's outta sight You're free to them right, can't climb my height I say it louder, twice, I'm 'bout that life until I'm out of life to live Punchlines haven't received a flow Before I'm out the game make sure nobody did it how I did I should be first on your browser list Check my music out, it's sick, I might buy me a house with this I'm black and I'm young and I'm fucking strapped with a gun They can't talk crap 'cause they dumb Don't know what the fuck's happening They say, Jesus' piece like I'm back to back with a nun He resurrected his life, for his fucking sake just to Have you some fun There comes a time in a man's life Doing crime is just a man's vice Vaporise, my brain is paying pan fried I sublime until I am high You can't tell a man what he can't try Watch the faith of a mustard seed expand in size I'm the shit, but at least he can't fly Jagged edges like a ham pie I'm getting cheese now where's the damn Rye She need my wishes, my command right? Right? I tell my man I can't wait for you to come home Drumline, one band, one sound, trumpets and trombones I feel the fucking growth like processed hormones My intuition is the unknown I let it ripen till you smell it like it's cologne Serving niggas with appetisers, the rap arrival I put the beat to sleep, call me the trackquilliser Dandelion in the middle of the desert, analyse it If she ask me which way to go, I bet I can't advise her Listen to one of my tracks, label me the antagoniser Niggas be like Hodgy need to grab the bible So I grabbed the bible, study like I fathom idols You after fame nigga, I'm after the title The best