The Motion

Yeah yeah G.Rob Uh huh yeah Let's get it like this Tryna stack this bread Like the motherfucking bakery Imma be right here There ain't no shaking me As real as it gets There ain't no fake in me Third eye open You cannot awaken me Motherfuck the pigs But I'll be where the bacon be You got absolutely nothing To say to me See you in hell yeah That's where Satan be I ain't too sure if this life is made for me I also don't know Why these demons be chasing me I see you looking What the f*ck do you make of me? What the f*ck do you make of me? I'm seeing so clear That before, I was so blind Oh my I got a story And it's time that I told mine They used to ignore me Now I choose from the gold mine She a pretty lady You know she so fine All my life I've been scared of my own mind Not afraid of what I see I'm scared of what I don't find Yeah, I'm scared of what I don't find Bitch, better Know your worth If you don't You end up in a hearse Bitch, better Know your worth I don't know What is worse Living without you Living with a curse I been about you I'm down since birth Yeah I gotta be around you We down to Earth But we chilling on Mars You know that you In my heart Mine is in yo palms Please Babe, don't tear it apart Everyday I'm smoking 3AM listening to Frank Ocean The World is at my feet And I'm hoping Come f*ck with me Can you feel the motion? Yeah Come f*ck with me Can you feel the motion? Pray that tomorrow I'm breathing It's clear that I'm fighting my demons Maybe not like these other beings Maybe I'm not like These other beings I cannot Describe what I'm feeling Or even what I'm seeing All I know is I'm bouncing from the ceiling Hope I don't get gunned down Will I ever comedown?