555

I'm seeing signs everywhere I go and look again It's in my cell phone, social sites I'm scrolling in I'm guessing it's something, I need to be more intuitive Been focused, hocus pocus, ain't slipping up shit Keep adjusting my placement, chilling relaxed Kick back, laid up in my seat, passenger forthcoming Ain't no stress on me, Money, my hand itch Scratch what that mean, tree in my backyard Growing All I see, hunnid beans I'm just trying to keep my head above, I'm Floating Parade hype, I walk in with an ovation Strictly to my ways, stubborn, All I'm saying, Try to tone me down, gon charge me up, Super saiyan Wait, it's over, like a war Back to back of tracks, we dissing over Killing the boy softly, how he know of History in the making, I told you son Both he and my euphoria, yeah I quote Subliminal, Not like I'm fearing you Just, I don't need to mention or do a thing to You You chopped up and already screwed Body pieces butchered, Dexter with the body Bag On my boat, no floating to the bottom, your Body drags This my 5-5-5, meaning from all that G after The O in front of TJ The Now say it all back Best not f*ck around, you Gon' find out real Fast ... Killed it all, no feelings left, y'all talk big shit Till I'm there, in the flesh, y'all talk BIG shit This Life After Death, Paranoid, can't fill this void or get too in depth Puffing on Ls, Mary J till my last breath Always could be worse, no matter how bad it get Yeah, she might be bad, I gotta badder bitch Skinny nigga, ain't satisfied till I'm fat and rich I'm back bitches, drop hits, they say, "Damn, he back again?" Dirty hands man, I gotta rinse Put a nigga ICU if he gon' squint They ain't moving me, talking all that motion Shit New scriptures, we make plays and motion Pictures Our waves to the streams, how we move Rivers And split oceans Oh, they really out to get me? Motherfucker, Get going Steady posted up, I ain't doing posting Steady posted up, I ain't doing posting They done fucked up, they let me and bro in Got fired from my old job, cause I'm always Toting With this music shit, ain't new to this, I'm Beethoven Niggas is lost, they don't know which direction They going Plenty reflection in the shattered glass It Aint a suggestion, motherfucker It's a matter of fact On the timeline, we can't get them hours back They told me I needed milk, but gave my ass a Sour glass Love was on the menu, they told me they was Out of that Dedication, standing ovation, show y'all how to clap They want to shoot C-LO, niggas can't shoot craps Wrote this at 555, might call 50 back Long kiss, goodnight, make y'all go to sleep to that Take a nigga life, teardrops where y'all's peoples at