Let's hit Paris engine flaring speeding through the roadblocks
And they so shocked far as I'm concerned got no opps
I went to war with my inner me left me so scarred
I'm taking time to heal this is life at post op
And you know I pay it no mind it don't stop
From bodegas straight to large acres that's the goal dog
Speed racing to my destination breaking roadblocks
They was hating far as I'm concerned I got no ops

Lemme see sum imma be some
Keep my energy up breathing chi through each lung
The streets fucked us over the grief done conceived us
Zodiac killing yo dreams a sign you should libra
I wannna keep the peace but they been pieced up
The deaths are steep the triggers resembling tea cups
Heed my food for thought I want you keep up
regurgitate my food for fought we call it a reflux Yuck
I want no problems with another brother I don't need the grief
I just need peace when I breathe is my sighs of relief
Right where I'm likely to be is where I'm likely to be
they skim off top of the keys so much for pious belief

Let's hit Paris engine flaring speeding through the roadblocks
And they so shocked far as I'm concerned got no opps
I went to war with my inner me left me so scarred
I'm taking time to heal this is life at post op
And you know I pay it no mind it don't stop
From bodegas straight to large acres that's the goal dog
Speed racing to my destination breaking roadblocks
They was hating far as I'm concerned I got no ops

They was plotting on yo Rollie they ain't wanna grind better
So they clipped his wings turned him to a sky dweller
You can call me what you want can't say I'm jealous
Yo defeatist attitude blossomed like a trimester
You think it you become it we hear what the signs tell us
You gotta look within if you wanna find better
I wish I would let you make me feel like i'm lesser
Because I strive for better they pretending I'm extra
You are not me you are not shit but pop shit
Did a local tour gotta overstate the obvious
I be on tour of the lobby tryna cop a crib
Frequent hotels with yo bitch I'm a lobbyist
I got no ops I got no beef
I good credit score good food and good weed
Only thing bad about me is my bitch true indeed
Who knows her way around the tip like gratuity
No foolin me

Let's hit Paris engine flaring speeding through the roadblocks
And they so shocked far as I'm concerned got no opps
I went to war with my inner me left me so scarred
I'm taking time to heal this is life at post op
And you know I pay it no mind it don't stop
From bodegas straight to large acres that's the goal dog
Speed racing to my destination breaking roadblocks
They was hating far as I'm concerned I got no ops