No-Time* (feat. olivier*)

Give it to em Alarm striking seven Oxy through my vent Off the roof, Imma jump into multi-pedestrians Working on the scripture that we had written together You felt me for the worst of times but my taste getting better, baby My dick getting saddled lately Your life getting harder lately Tell me Imma bitch for killing the me who would medicate Waking up and feeling like a Choppa , NLE and me be meditating Girl I love that smile on you Eppy misses celebrating Dot my I's cause' I'm nothing without my pupils Now I'm thanking in advance for the lesson Imma learn from you Phasing in and out from what I specialize, technology Dancing on a cement ledge while cameras surrounding me The life that we were working for I'm doing this on solo mode You're only worth your weight in gold Cavity on my molar, bro Hanging on to dear life, send my letter out to publishers Ask her why she wants a lawsuit, Repair for the damages New boy having trouble finding worth in all my leftovers Picture that in actuality Leaving with my sanity The commas that I place a reminder of tragedy I'm always coming back for more See the world in red and blue What we need these bastards for? They love me for my quality I'm leaving with a casualty Casually I'm spiraling, I'm screw loose for an emo whore Defending what I conquer No, you ain't making that easier I know I'm getting worse There are memories I can't see no more Had a very different mind at birth Give me one more day upon this earth It's my turn like Lil Baby, yeah Advise you to tread lightly, proceed with caution This life's a sea sick sailors My entourage and partners I'm solo mobbing I got no posse Still hoop cannoving They don't speak too fondly of me So I reroute it Change my game Started seeing green like edamame My mom won't talk to me She mad I always speak improperly I guarantee once money piles up I'll buy her property The passive money monopoly K, you are anomaly The non-denomination recycle patient I'm tired of waiting Homies talking circles Made bad bitch statements Classification Went from ankle tape in our fight He got complacent Get off your damn couch and go start living a making Y'all trash like Thon maker Beat bus like hard shake Found a way to get closer to happiness Tectonic plate I forced it Forged into place and desert talking like five courses My raps morbid Ben stinks worse than open corpses, Bitch I move different with my verses and my verses One v one occurs only with my GF and mistresses Don't worry about my mental health SGK and I are killing this Making sure the masses in curriculum and classes feeling this Shoulda oughta been dead by now But looking on my memories I feel like I should live it out