5:55

By F5

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5:55

I apologize...to the mother I...take for granted

Though she'll never understand it

True meaning of a Gambit

Only dealing what I'm handed

Feeling like a bandit, reeling in my mind

Like, never mind my manners, still learning what a man is

Your heart, I abused it, borderline intrusive

Beg heaven for a sign, the angels sure to be elusive

More than just a nuisance

You gave ya son...several long ropes & I used em all as nooses

Conscious of the contraband I'm using

Figured drugs that keep me lucid put me closer to where Zeus lives

Deemed it apathy apparently, my conscience screams

Demons couldn't be defeated by no Constantine

I mean, I'm trying to paint a picture since the verbs is lost

Seems he switched teams, but I couldn't get the Jersey off

I'm screaming out the devil is a lie

Then the devil in the skies calls at 5:55

GODDAMN!!! Why I can't shake this shit

Tell me why I can't HATE this BITCH

Shit had me floored then He implores me in fact to fall back

Way shorty chase after you would think that I'm a catch

She trying to get me inside her

Im saying baby girl I can't be ya provider

Know it's dead wrong, honey swearing we a match

I ain't stringing em along still they getting too attached

I tell em all what to expect of me

Playing referee to rescue me, ma I ain't a refugee

I'd be better off if they thought less of me

Giving all I got, you getting whatever's left of me

Gods testing me, I go, that's when they all appear

Tough to stay low, out of sight inside this Gorgons lair

Made a decision last night that I would die for it..

Damn ma, you can't respect I didn't lie for it

A few chicks been the bane of my existence

Pained by my indifference, I keep em at arms distance

Kosher on my table, chopped and screwed

I'm emotionally available, but not for you

My favorite ex said I'm just okay

Fast forward, way rawer, so she gon press play

When I'm on I'm in the windy under clear blue skies

See if she down with one mo' time

If it's no I'm fine

Missed calls, it's procrastinated negligence

Watch him turn tardy into fashionable reverence

Room full of elephants, the wardrobe is elegance

Elevate ya ears with exasperated eloquence

Take you where you the sands white checking in my skeletons

It's hella sins, this what being a buck sounds like

Pressing luck, nah that ain't the role I champion

Switched it up, you'll never know which Rolls that I'm lampin' in

Son will ride for the people that I nurse

Souls tinted, thru my eyes you ain't seen a better hearse

Shifting into first, Like I'm living in reverse

Why my evil won't disperse, from my shoulder, Shit is perched...

Stuck in my ways, why he flex like that

Yeah I seen ya text, I was gon get right back

Sip saki, steamed scallops at a luncheon

Keep it so low nobody know we in the function

Whiskey for consumption, cup of lean, plus the fit is clean

Every lights red when you ahead, Watch the guillotines

Like a Lycan if ya movements ain't their liking

Get abusive with the typing, what's some bruises to a Viking?

Its...Mona Lisa's, do you own or lease her

So ill with the matic you'll condone the ether

Pulmonary darts, while we scurry from the NARCs

Chef Curry from the arc, this is culinary art

Stove of leftovers, ambiance is dark

Don't save it, tear this whole shit down and repave it