All the Wild Horses

Secrets don’t make friends, they make lovers This shit way too hot to just buffer Baby I don’t putter around I lay rubber And drop bombs before they got time to take cover Infectious, Jen for breakfast When you ain’t around me I’m thinking bout the next hit Plan ya exit Let the excavation begin I can’t help but feel next up Nobody like it, don’t give a f*ck we can’t hide it no more They pray on our demise but we just thrivin despite it Too many wrongs to right it tired I’m just prying my eyelids It probably doesn’t help I’m higher in the sky than a pilot It probably doesn’t help I don’t go with the current I fight it I’ll never be the type of mothafucka who sit in silence They wanna push us like a tyrant till the insight a riot And glamorize all of this shit until they decide to try it don’t buy it All the wild horses They got all of the dirt but no sources Same veins where the same lie courses Same glass house disguised like a fortress Push harder especially when it seem torturous Move smarter especially when it seems all great Sometimes what feel like love is really all hate The devil a mastermind and don’t you forget it All these mothafuckas is asinine ain’t no true religion All these mothafuckas is back in my scope Never get back into dope Bulletproof glass on these bitches so they can’t shatter the hope Got my back on the wall I know what to do I don’t known a couple of the we mothafuckin suckas who Thought they had me on the rope They just got me on a roll Put me in a perfect position for me to knock a hole through em All the wild horses They got all of the dirt but no sources Same veins where the same lie courses All the wild horses are cool when ya lonely Well, they still cool but only If you ride wit me then on everything holy We gon start to take it slowly wit my pedal to the metal I don’t meddle in this shit Swear to God I think I feel the devil when they sit Swear to God I think I feel the kettle when it’s lit I don’t think they understand it’s levels to this shit Somebody fuckin make em hip Somebody make these mothafuckas get it They poured gas on they self and then they never lit it They gon tempt you with that glitter But it’s gold you lookin for so reconsider Never let these mothafuckas take a way ya vigor Always know you got it forget how to be a quitter Remember you the only one affected when you feelin bitter Remember all these sorry mothafuckas just a bunch a skippers Giddy up, take em for everything and divvy up All the wild horses They got all of the dirt but no sources Same veins where the same lie courses It’s been a long road It’s been a long time comin break strong holds Tear doors down F*ck doors up, have stare downs They got all of the dirt now let it air out Let me tell you mothafuckas something This is something special mothafucka comin out triumphant, un-encumbered And don’t bother comin unless the numbers right And baby I don’t want ya word I wan it on ya fuckin life I made all this fuckin magic I’m Houdini And you know I see you see me I can’t wait to tell you know when you know that I know you need me Bitch I’m one mothafucka they can’t break And my how I’ve grown mothafucka the stakes ain’t the same no Who said life ain’t sunshine and rainbows Who said ya can’t have horns and a halo