Louisville Slugger

Shit oh man
I’ve been fighting strugglin for weeks
God damn
Laying choking in my fuckin sleep
Some sand
In my pocket
Man I miss the-

Shit oh man
I’ve been fighting strugglin for weeks
God damn
Laying choking in my fuckin sleep
Some sand
In my pocket
Man I miss the beach
Some saying
That I snapped
I’m wylin
Off the leash
Nah man
I’m just smillin of the propane
Gassed up gassed up
Yeah I’m boutta blow man
Now to take the edge off
Percocet or Cocaine
But the pain still growns
Niggas usin rogain
Coast to coast on the ropes well
Heart beatin quick like the soap fell
Monsters spinning me
Like rotisserie
In the city be
Broken egg shells
Took my jesus role a little too far
And put too much faith inside my costar
Im to big a star to need a co-star
Im a solo killer got no Cohorts
Heart rate movin real fast now
Ye said you have the power to let power go
But i never ever wanna give it back now

I aint never been this high before
I aint never been this high and feel so low
But ive had many drive bys
Round the old hood that I reside
Hopin that I catch that hoe
Nigga now i got a platform
Big or small i got a platform
And the devil got a path for him
To be a fly in the room where he hangs himself
To be a fly in the room where he (bang)’s himself
So many nights im alone
Tryna change myself
Straight face in pain yeah nigga i trained myself
Now im killin these niggas like siccle cell
Fickle fickle fucks swear you meaning well
Ethan and my buds now the ceiling fell
Fuck its skys the limit
Fuck it im the limit
Pass a bruski buddy because now I’m livid
Thunderous clouds but timid
Man all this powers sickening

Gold teeth
Match my gold bitch
Match my gold whip
Match my gold keys
Gold everything yeah you know it’s true
And it shines through what I been through
You cant come close to a kings tomb
Ima run the game
Yeah the whole roost
Chicken little
I revolt against my oppressors like Sepoy
Yeah Muslims not hindus
Been knew
Live long?
Nigga cant make no promises
But both sides of myself are armed with shit
And they drawin quick
Got alarming clips
Dear god please call an armistice
See saw fallin off the edge a bit
Yee haw riding round the town with chicks
Dear god adding to the blockin list
Block god he aint never help with shit
Yall aint on my level throw stones not no pebbles
My crib made of glass but the windows bars metal
Got demons yeah several
My spirit stay leveled
Mom said that I shine
Not as bright as my bezel