[Verse 1]
No we don’t follow no trends, don’t mess around in my ends nah
Getting this shit with my friends still got a pack of that leng yeah
Got a new message to send gotta capture the moment
Look how the time be running if it ain’t now then when? Dead
You can put the kicks in my coffin a Nike and a three-stripe option
Black trackie and a white popping, Gramm. drop pack, with a lot in
The essentials yeah I got it, guarantee I ain't forgot it
I’m good up in the next line honey nirvana man I’m never rotten
It feel good in this Egyptian cotton
Pharaoh heights, man gonna send and I spare no rites
All my girls impure call a dirty spritе black hole and we curve thе light
I got elven ears, I seen a hundred thousand nights
Energy around tonight
If I could see auras I’m always right Predict all the warring and causing fights
I’m made in the rain with the northern lights
‘Cause I been there, and I done that, it dissolved on my tongue and I bun that
I done switch city got the bus back
I got litty then stayed trippy
Mans never silent I stay lip
And drip at the protest all black
That smooth energy to the rough patch with my axe
[Bridge]
[Verse 2]
Rules were made to bend, truths for reverends
Learning unlearning still, living it up on the mend
Caution left in the wind, headless are the horsemen
But I can see four of them hold tighter on my reigns
Mud in my blood, Hermione grange, all of my fruits
Fruit of labour strange, all of my truths
Are darker days, all of black
History’s a maze uh..
Another valley where they slay kings
So landing home is a great ting
Bust case bust a crate ting
Then posting’ it up on a a bait ting
They just waking up on a late ting
Born to rap no escaping
By the skin of our teeth we scraping
Into uni, for the sports days
I’m tryna show them there’s more ways
Of getting dubs, tryna make plays
I made mistakes and I’ll be straight
But I’m rich in mind and I stay paid
Ironic this is still my way\
Still write and I still blaze
And my worst tune’ll be next craze
And for the change we’ll still crave
So screw it up start a new page
Letters dropping like the bills came
Bricks drop build a foundation
It’s still Kobe from long range, son
I don’t think about missing I aim and I jump…
No we don’t follow no trends, don’t mess around in my ends nah
Getting this shit with my friends still got a pack of that leng yeah
Got a new message to send gotta capture the moment
Look how the time be running if it ain’t now then when? Dead
You can put the kicks in my coffin a Nike and a three-stripe option
Black trackie and a white popping, Gramm. drop pack, with a lot in
The essentials yeah I got it, guarantee I ain't forgot it
I’m good up in the next line honey nirvana man I’m never rotten
It feel good in this Egyptian cotton
Pharaoh heights, man gonna send and I spare no rites
All my girls impure call a dirty spritе black hole and we curve thе light
I got elven ears, I seen a hundred thousand nights
Energy around tonight
If I could see auras I’m always right Predict all the warring and causing fights
I’m made in the rain with the northern lights
‘Cause I been there, and I done that, it dissolved on my tongue and I bun that
I done switch city got the bus back
I got litty then stayed trippy
Mans never silent I stay lip
And drip at the protest all black
That smooth energy to the rough patch with my axe
[Bridge]
[Verse 2]
Rules were made to bend, truths for reverends
Learning unlearning still, living it up on the mend
Caution left in the wind, headless are the horsemen
But I can see four of them hold tighter on my reigns
Mud in my blood, Hermione grange, all of my fruits
Fruit of labour strange, all of my truths
Are darker days, all of black
History’s a maze uh..
Another valley where they slay kings
So landing home is a great ting
Bust case bust a crate ting
Then posting’ it up on a a bait ting
They just waking up on a late ting
Born to rap no escaping
By the skin of our teeth we scraping
Into uni, for the sports days
I’m tryna show them there’s more ways
Of getting dubs, tryna make plays
I made mistakes and I’ll be straight
But I’m rich in mind and I stay paid
Ironic this is still my way\
Still write and I still blaze
And my worst tune’ll be next craze
And for the change we’ll still crave
So screw it up start a new page
Letters dropping like the bills came
Bricks drop build a foundation
It’s still Kobe from long range, son
I don’t think about missing I aim and I jump…
( Conduit )
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