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A beat by Verse.Com Verse dot see oh em, ehem All day listening to pro by the bench I ain't talking bout the hate, very smelly like the stench From a human flesh, hidden far away in Bangladesh Home isolation got me acting otherwise Ain't no big surprise, if there's red filling my eyes, man I'm tired I'm missing all my niggas and my guys Always bout the rap, we ain't thrown off by the lies Couple lines, couple verses I wanna make it for certain Make the money and give it to people that do deserve it Make the money for people who always about the serving, it's worth it, I'd get my Momma the Luis V and the birkin Now obviously I gotta graduate Make it through, oh wait, y'all nights fell oh well I'll compensate Hand the money in like giving when it comes to offerings Cause ion like to see a nigga from the hood suffering Astropop, niggas till the end, four of us murder the tempo Murder the beat till we can murder it till the end, ain't connecting with fake friends My night they beat bet is to Watch you fall like the rest, watch you fall like the rest I just look at it as a test, they smiling they manifest They hugging you but on the real they stabbing you through your back The blade shoot through your chest, laughing behind your ear The feeling of being weak and the feeling of being scared Dark, thoughts about some people the very people that treat you Like an egg on a spoon if you flopping they finna ditch you Flip the spoon upside down as they watching you hit the ground Listening to your shell, crack, loud it ain't an issue COVID-19, you need a tissue Moving and moving I knew that we was gon need a datsu Stealing, I caught you Move to the side before you get handled Shout out lorenzo Paint a picture like I'm Picasso Man I got no end tho She said I loved her, it was a typo Started back in zero now I be standing just like a Acapella be alright, freestyles, becoming tight We just looking up at the time So don't get your eyes outta site Who got the block, hot, like Cassper Spitting a verse now they call me a master Flow like a rari, he flow like a tractor Collect the money we making our masters V-E-R-S-E, faster Astropop, we getting a sprinter Back in my school I use to be a singer Because I wanted to be seen, and bigger but damn All of that died-down Just like the piper, we pipe-down Niggas be hating, the frowning now Trying our wave and they drowning now Astropop we on a mission, listen, four of us see the vision Clearly, nigga we pick up and kill it And nigga we pick up and kill it