freedom's last gasp

Where is glory at ? Or none why don't you praise the lord? Was it? humble you say Humble believing Humble believing Humble believing Humble believing Humble you say Them don't bells don't run Believing My intuition misleading me Thank god for the stove and the recipe With a box of smoke and a red fur coat Statistically spit a masterpiece She a fucked up hoe with a fucked up motive Only want the box with the pills I'm snorting Only flex a check wen i ever feel filthy Only feel alive wen I'm in the galaxy My intuition misleading me Thank god for the stove and the recipe With a box of smoke and red fur coat Statistically i turn to ghost Want a fucked up bitch With her piercings slit I don't carry no glove Where the function at? I don't trust no man Where the love been at? I don't want no guns where love been at? Rockstar lifestyle might not make it I don't give a f*ck bitch we gon all die wasted F*ck a sprite hoe green beam ain't no chaser Make em' run laps fill that boy up with patience This a master piece he a casualty Not worried bout a hoe I'm on faster pace She like to masturbate wen she see my face I like to stab away wen i see my pain Got 808 and hella bass I only call her up wen im off an eighth Bring the cones n smoke in every single place She'll chief yuh weed but don't wanna date I tote the mic and ill never stop Snort rock f*ck cops She move like a thot Team on my back Yours missing a god Pop percs and he fight with the mopone day im tryna have a wife n kids So i can't keep living my life with this Doin molly twin got her organs lit Do another show got the core fans hit Want the gold things and the diamond rings That's all she been believing in Ghb don't wanna case Stayin geeked all day don't mind the waste Curate the culture sat back n watch Reminisce the day wen lies were taught Lie back in distraught Thinking where's the clock why i get so high I prolly should not An anomaly From the birds eye seat Spitting off the lean Put it on bob lee Do my words hold power or am i jus a rock Why i do all the things that i should not Leave my dead homies shocked Mark my path to the path Father taught me wisdom im still a son Put a stock ona' poll He a diglet a mole Make a feasting bowl Feed the dead people Walls have eyes they listening In another world found my peace within Driven on love and not what's glistening In my free time play the violin If i smoke again i'll sit in here (he'll) With a grin on her face she growing her beer Sports car i spin she a doll like ken I don't wan no friend i want my pen Where is glory at ? Or none why don't you praise the lord? Was it humble you said Where is glory at ? Why don't you praise the lord Was it humble you said