Delusion (feat. E.J. Allen)

I really be feeling myself And you might could call it delusion Right now I ain't high on the shelf But don't find yourself in confusion If you knew what I knew You would fall victim to The exact same illusion Ooo damn I've drawn my final conclusion There's no way I'm losing Imma word smith in my entity Always get down with the get down This here just my type of energy Tzy ain't who I pretend to be It is apart of me Artistry Flows through my arteries Shit It's in my blood At birth won the lottery Ain't from the mud At times dealt with poverty Ain't affect me none Did direct me sum But apparently not enough I chose a climate that's kinda tuff And still tryina climb to the highest bluff My eyes to the sky at all times Yet they be wondering why I get high as f*ck It makes some pretty good sense to me Gotta be smokin Fr believe Imma get where I'm goin That's fact to me But it's up to y'all Am I well revived Ain't dropped the ball Dubble taped my feet I'd say imma catch Livin incomplete But got options Andy Reed I got offense Giants bleed But not often Need for speed That you can't carbon copy Only one of me It ain't you He him Her she They them You not tzy hoe Your ideation sloppy I'm usually up But when I'm down I do what I do Grind it out is my mood Till it turns back around By then it's up Can't hold me down They gon do what they do Try to hit me with bull Except I'm not on they ground I really be feeling myself And you might could call it delusion Right now I ain't high on the shelf But don't find yourself in confusion If you knew what I knew You would fall victim to The exact same illusion Ooo damn I've drawn my final conclusion There's no way I'm losing Whatchu know about that wrist on ice Whatchu know about my bitch on flights What you know about that feeling when you reach the ceiling and you touch the sky yuh What you know about that feeling when you reach the ceiling and you touch the sky yuh She said I'm delu lu Trippin ain't tying my shoes Me and my girl and my crew At the top and we never gon lose no She said I'm delu lu Trippin ain't tying my shoes Me and my girl and my crew At the top and we never gon lose no Dial tone Good on my own Stop calling my phone I'm chillin I'm chillin I'm making a song He got no ops but he still tryna pop n shit You tryna cop but just sit in your car and shit Rollin I'm rollin I'm sleeping on top of shit New drip I'm coppin in Ain't tryna politic I'm usually up But when I'm down I do what I do Grind it out is my mood Till it turns back around By then it's up Can't hold me down They gon do what they do Try to hit me with bull Except I'm not on they ground I really be feeling myself And you might could call it delusion Right now I ain't high on the shelf But don't find yourself in confusion If you knew what I knew You would fall victim to The exact same illusion Ooo damn I've drawn my final conclusion There's no way I'm losing