[Swank Daddy]

(Ayauyauyauyauyauyau… heh)

Fuck an E-Trade, I just want some good weed

Fuck a penthouse, I just want a base

Fuck the world and this land, I'm just tryna get kicked

So keep the bullshit the fuck out my face

We all got issues, and I know I stay blunted

Respond to bitches like we respond to dogs

But fuck with one and you'll prolly fuck a hundred

I'd rather waste my time shattering the law

Living the levant is a hell for these eyes, mane

So while you imagine a land far away

A hammock in disguise, taken up by your stride

And I believe I'm stuck there today

I've got no worries, but my emotion's wild

In the cool place bounded behind bars

Picture the Sun running out of style

Now picture a bull with the face of a star

Maybe a beast or insecure cowards

Just the light spread, for our tracks

Fuck the world, I'll take none it's power

And you can bet I plan on never coming back

[Mxlplx]

Metronology

You can say what you want, you can do what you please

People try to tell me that what I believe

Is nothing but a selfish way to put my mind at ease

But Hell is a reality for people who can't see

It's what they want when in need of something to stop the pain

Used to allow people to see all the thoughts my shot up brain

Produce like chronic seeds in the wildest of plains

Let go of the leeches, so now I ride alone

Learning from the secrets, light blazing to my dome

Whether I have a million dollars, but I'd leave it all at home

My eyes are on tomorrow, and my faith is all I own

Self-respect cannot be borrowed, but I'll take it out on loan

Blazing my trail of fire everywhere I choose to go

Freedom is my only desire, death's something I'll never know

My sense of reasoning inspires me to ride without control

As I prepare to retire from this world obsessed with gold

[Young G]

Fyre to the VIII, taunting all ya hate

Flirting with fate with the tendency to desecrate

Accurate my thought process

Smoke an herb, grow my sunshine West

Blessed and I'm thankful, though it doesn't always show

Seems I'm not comfortable unless I'm on the go

Redemption and forgiveness, resurrection desperation

Corruption, what is this, discretion's invitation?

Embracing what I can but I'm still just a man, start to finish

Strive until diminished

Yeah, you know I'm in this

Neatness, sweetness

Infected the need for completeness

Zoned out, where am I pushing myself?

Tripping when I'm dipping for more wealth

A man has to work, and work is just a hustle

Creativity and will, spill my thoughts and bust slow

Drop more plots, shot-off knock

Another map for praps in the clock