[Lyric] Ascension (Range of View Music)

[Intro]
Something told me it was over (yeah)
When I saw you and her talking
Something deep down in my soul said “cry girl" (cry girl)
When I saw you and that girl walking around (ooh)

[Verse: Ave]
I got no business in this bitch, but I’m still staying on my shit
Talking all this mess, I know I’m overthinking it
Running outta plans, don’t think I’ll forget
Where the fuck my lighter? Think I need a cigarette
Where the fuck my diamonds? Need ‘em hanging on my neck
Where the fuck my peers been at? I’m grinding for respect
Money envy over everything, you better come correct
Nothing gon’ be cool when you by the open fire
Lookin at thе time, shit we goin’ to the wirе
Picking up my phone, calling out “liar, liar”
I can see the snakes in the grass before they biting
Bitch I’m feeling like a titan
Weight on my feet, but you know I keep on fighting
You know I keep on fighting
Feeling light up on my feet, so you know I keep on running
And my heart is getting weak, but I keep that fucker pumping
Hear you motherfuckers speak when I turn nothing to something
I got places to be, gotta keep this fucker drumming, yeah
I can never give up on this shit
Pushing forward for all the misfits
Fill my bag, I wanna stack up my chips
On a drive it’s lonely and I’m swervin’ my whip, aye
Moving out, the turnaround is starting now, so let it out
I’m building up for all this time
I gotta shine and get what’s mine
And starting now, I’mma stack my fucking rings
And in no time we gon’ be living like we kings
And I’m gon’ make it, by any fucking means
I’m keeping to myself and I don’t need no beef
Beef
Picking up my life when it’s turning into pieces
Need a magnifying glass, I’m looking through the creases
Bout to blow ‘em back and you know this is just the thesis
Gotta wake ‘em up, they sleeping on these masterpieces
[Bridge: YDXX]
Whoa
Feel like I’m dying in slow
Say it’s just the way I had to go
If I had more self control
Ahh
I won't wake you up (oh no)
Oh just say you won’t leave me
And I can’t get enough
Of the pain that it brings me
Ahh

[Verse: Basu]
I might move out to the Congo
Feel like OJ, moving PDS, we go cruising in the Bronco
All white Benz with the escalade, this a different type of combo
I don’t fight fair, archers in the trees, they gon’ listen to the honcho
Yuh, uh, bitches filled up with they envy
Tank full, never empty, motherfucker we on go mode
God told me that he sent me, I’m sending bitches to hell
Got a good soul, I forgive but I can never wish ‘em well
Yuh, uh, moving different, you can tell
Full court trap double team bitch, I got money for the bail
Rolling deep like Adele, we got money in the shelf
This the field no hotel, underwater, Michael Phelps
Yuh, uh, bitches acting they like they famous
We gon’ really make ‘em famous
Shit they do for entertainment
Damn, I wonder if they shameless
Make they name disappear
Bloodlines cut nameless
Make ‘em pray live in fear (go!)
Yuh, uh, might go move out to Wakanda
I could make a fucking million dollars overnight, still catch me in a Honda
Shit, catch me in the fucking water swimming with the orcas, got me moving like piranhas
Doin’ shit that you ain't fond of, work ethic like the Mamba
Bitch, I swear on my mama
Uh, who gon’ be laughing when we count the commas?
I’ma make ‘em live in trauma
I need like 8 kids, I got beef with the condom
Vision different it's beyond ‘em
I need a crib that's haunted
Bitch I'm one with the spirits, I need to know you exhausted, yuh