Sigma Strange

(Verse 1)

Right on my way to ascension

Don’t need a Glock with extensions

Got my angels for protection

They always sending me blessings

All of my niggas some legends

Should’ve been dead but I’m destined

Yeah, sentiments all in my sediments

Gosha Rubinsky and Vetements never been relevent

One with the elements I got the S on my letterman, yeah

It’s time to get down with insurgents

This is that fuckin' resurgence

Shit is so urgent

Living my life with a purpose

Cutting the head off a serpent

Devil lies under the surface causing disturbance

Nigga not making me nervous

Hope you get what you deserve and it was all worth it when you go burn in a furnace

(Hook)

TEC made him jerk, blood on my shirt

Came a long way from the dirt

I know my worth, going berserk

When in doubt make this shit work

Smoking an eighth of that herb

All my drugs came from the Earth

You tappin' out, I’m tappin' in

Now your boy toasted at work

Pull out the lot like skrrrt

Post on your block like yerrr

Plug hit my phone, chirp

Pull up and gimme the work

My bitch is bad OK

But I meant to say okuuurt

Read his ass like a blurb

Hit him right where it’ll hurt

Thought I fell off, but I think not

Yeah, I’ve been putting in work

(Verse 2)

She got the curse of curves

Bitch, I’ve been cursed, period

Nah, I’m just black, Sirius

Not even lit, and I’m killing it

I do not know what a ceiling is

But I make her look back when I’m hittin' it

Got me bussin' at the seams, yeah

I’m just getting out my dreams, hey

Shorty can’t fuck on my team, yeah

Scream when she fuckin' on me

Don’t have to fear a disease

I was whipping up recipes

Was off them amphetamines

But that ain’t the life for me

(Hook)

TEC made him jerk, blood on my shirt

Came a long way from the dirt

I know my worth, going berserk

When in doubt make this shit work

Smoking an eighth of that herb

All my drugs came from the Earth

You tappin' out, I’m tappin' in

Now your boy toasted at work

Pull out the lot like skrrrt

Post on your block like yerrr

Plug hit my phone, chirp

Pull up and gimme the work

My bitch is bad OK

But I meant to say okuuurt

Read his ass like a blurb

Hit him right where it’ll hurt

Thought I fell off, but I think not

Yeah, I’ve been putting in work work work

Saint Noir

(Verse 3)

Louie Fendi Prada on me feeling Yamagucci

Skate on 12 like Chad Muska in the fuckin' hooptie

Catch me coolin' smokin' doobies right outside of Zumiez

If you don't like it nigga you can fuckin' sue me

I can feel the evil flowin' in my melanin

Through my skeleton

Still I'm tryna be a better man

Still make a nigga do running man

Wanna-be felons turn they knees to gelatin

Bitch nigga fuck ya plays, you irrelevant

In the field making plays

Caking up like Entenmann's

Yeeevs

(Verse 4)

With this blade on my back I’m Itachi

Original to the soul, all these niggas copy

All my sons all my seeds like they poppy

My disk destructo, your disk is floppy

Posted with the Switch on my hip like a glocky

My sauce is endless, your fits are sloppy

Do the dash booted up like Ricky Bobby

Flow is so firm, everybody else lousy

Screaming "Fuck the system"

I'm a rebel like Rowdy

Carter 3 bumpin' while we rollin' up the loudy

I don’t even rap

I just hate when people doubt me

All this negativity got my aura cloudy

In need of cleansing

Get away for a year (what)

Whip the steering wheel

While I’m posted with my peers

I’m just living it up

Claiming this life as mine

I’m in a state of mind

Everything is a sign

Everything is alive

Flow is one of a kind

Way ahead of my time, yeah

Got that light with lime, yeah

Put here to rhyme, yeah

I’m so alive, yeah I’m so alive, yeah

Tetra

(Verse 5)

Maserati boy, never been a real tuner boy

Only for the looks

Shopping Beamer, Benz, and Bentley boy

Got a sweet chin

Not a mothafuckin' boy toy

Quit with all the cappin'

You a mothafuckin' decoy

Correctin' all ya manners

I be stepping like a b-boy

Lookin' for your errors

I'ma catch you off a read, boy

Chakras on a hunnit

I be glowing like my ki boy

Looking for the answers

I'm the mothafuckin' key boy

Thinkin' offa' power

I'ma blow up like Vegeta boy

Demons on my shoulder

Got an M just like Dabura boy

Cuttin' through the masses

Got militia of a Russian boy

Maneuver through the system

Cut the bullshit like a baby boy

(Outro)

Name dropping nonsense

Livid in my conscious

Feeling little nauseous

Ignore it like I'm pompous

Looking for no nonsense

Building for some options

Keep me in your watchlist

Go ahead and watch this