Soul Drill
Solaris, where you at
Poppin' pills like I'm Andy
Everybody in the city lookin like they OD
Private room, playing some pretty trippy music
I got a handy then I was a candy
Flying with the family, still growing rapidly
Known them my whole life, this is no fantasy
We do the lacy, then we get crazy
Then we just do what we like till we hazy
But it's still hard to score, hiding from the BTs
Lately I've been clean but they still wanna fuck with me
Fuck the whole politics, fuck all the parties
Fuck the whole system, ain't nothing naughty
Illness on the rise, multiple cavities
Gotta stay inside, save our fucking sanity
Lessons going offline, that's a bad strategy
You can call us atheist on charges of blasphemy
Down swing, bad fling
We don't need no fucking strings
I'm aware about your thing
And I know what you're portraying
Enough with the playing
Time is up, what you paying
You can kill this whole thing
But your heart filled up with pain
Bow to your king
Show your face, kiss my ring
You can offer me the thrill
That's a skill one hundred mil
Stop what you saying
Pay attention to this thing
This is-is the Soul Drill
This is-is the Soul Drill
Y'all know how to drip all day, everyday
But I wanna say that I'm here to slay
I'm up, I'm up twenty four hours
Imma kill your bill and then get away
In my crib but she got the jewels they call it theft
But it's just my Saturday
Gucci bag full of that, still the mac
Imma leave coz I don't really wanna stay
You were a messy stoner
You should've shown her
Man that's not the way
Hit it with the force then fill the pores
Still getting that Drenaline
You just gotta pump it with a little trumpet
You'll soon learn how to sway
You wanna get that speedo on your meter
But I'm just here to grace this race
Could have bought a mini 14
I'm so cold I need a cooler Gucci
This thing here more than just music
I get angry when I'm feeling lonely
Pull up in a Bentley, flying down 20
Rapping through a lifetime, why I'm busy
Neither sleazy nor am I lazy
People wanna see me lose it and go crazy
Everything's hard to find running from the 60s
Maybe it's a phase still I see you wanna mess with me
Went to the basics, straight to the party
I got the game go, pull up with my hottie
Homies got swag too, I got the candy
Rode all the spots like in a safari
I'm not going back, I'm not sorry
This is really cool coz it's gonna get starry
Down swing, bad fling
We don't need no fucking strings
I'm aware about your thing
And I know what you're portraying
Enough with the playing
Time is up, what you paying?
You can kill this whole thing
But your heart filled up with pain
Bow to your king
Show your face, kiss my ring
You can offer me the thrill
That's a skill one hundred mil
Stop what you saying
Pay attention to this thing
This is-is the Soul Drill
This is-is the Soul Drill
Solaris, where you at