Lord Willin' / Robins Interlude (feat. Zak Nevers)

Bust a nut in the morning, then I'm bak on my grizzy  Singing to these c notes You would thought my name was drizzy  Spending cash fast, my pockets getting dizzy Nickname my wallet blow, yea thats my little lindsey Gone off 2 fours Dom Mezzetti must be with me Stick to thee code Or yo chest might come up empty I know i know I know Have mercy on my soul Keeping all these women hidden, kept me from finding gold Im numb to the pressure NoFeelings make for greater effort Levels to this shit Somebody point out the lever Its funny when a nigga on his way up These women go down, for a little buried treasure I know i know I know Have mercy on my soul Rolling stone back on the road M.O. give and go I know, I know Im out here like the street lights Thug life The Pac of niggas popping So nigga sleep tight These niggas don't want beef I'm screaming Bon' A petit My appetite is elite I been dining with beasts Im just watching her physique Don't like my women petite Do it obese Before I hear em scream rest in peace Lord willing' lord willin' I'm authentic, check the stitchin' Lord willing' lord willin' I'm authentic, check the stitchin' The Land of forgotten bastards Tell me who is controlling the masses Got us living life backwards Anarchy in his absence Know your worth, know your worth How ironic, when you turn to ash You ain't worth dirt Ears of God, mouth of a Prophet What I say, is worth more than a profit All for the love of the profit, she after that ring like she a hobbit Tell me what do we have in common Tired of chasing these madonnas Yeayeayea I could never be ya honor, Im just being honest A long way from modest, cuz the flow still polished Cold blooded artist, cuz my heart is in the Arctic Painting graphic pictures of the dearly departed What would you do if your love went to Hell Feel regret, or would you chase her for salvation We not just philosophers, speaking what we believe But what if we were the seed From the tree of Adam and Eve