Chills

Still getting chills from vivid cold dreams Short days longs nights I remember those things The eyes should feel what the body can't see And if it's not real we don't consider those things Niggas switching sides cuz they think that it's greener But everything's peachy it couldn't be sweeter I'm done being nice had to switch the demeanor Having godly conversations while I chill with the reaper High societies got me rapping in code Giving value to my people like I'm rapping with gold They tryna x me out like it's tic tac toe But I live up to my name till it's written on stone But it's still kyngshyt when the horns come in I said it's still kyngshyt when the horns come in Look I keep purple hearts on me just to show my royalty Keep a couple bands on me just to pay a lawyer fee Inner peace is a job that's just the higher me If I don't feel your vibe that's jus the lower me Niggas flashing signals like they tryna get by Asking for the smoke like they tryna get high But reaching for me is like touching the sky They see it's no limit and it's leaving them shocked Everything that shine and glitter ain't gold I done sold a lot of shit but I ain't selling my soul You ain't gotta have my heart just to feel that it's cold What's left better said probably said in this song Finding nothing in these bitches got me losing my girl Probably caught me hitting my dougie while I'm fucking the world Taking more than for granted than what's given to her Even though she deserves everything in this world Like nigga it don't make no sense I tried to lock her down with a iced out wrist We came from fucking in tints to bringing up kids A lot of shit give me chills but not like this Nall not like this I said a lot of shit give me chills but F*ck it Look Idk why nigga shit still giving me thrills I guess I'm addicted to that real nigga feel And if it ain't the feeling tell me what do I feel Im catching everything how I'm playing the field I had to cut corners like a piece of a cake And keep my composure like it's okay But everything straight like the mood on my face I got a wall for my boundaries protecting my space Because you know a nigga act so spaciest A lot of green faces but a nigga ain't racist They tell me imma head I ain't know I was racing I ain't never ran from shit except out of my my patience Got me like