RB SLS*
Guess, I've been used to bein’ used like this
Ain’t no difference
I’m immortalizing my thoughts
Praise to the most high for protection
Over my most prized possessions
Talkin' 'bout my sanity’s at a six-point seven
Handin' out poinsettias
To my dead homie mothers, prayin' they feel better
Might get shit mindin' my business
Might get chipped sharin' my vision
Ain’t no difference
I’m immortalizing my thoughts
Praise to the most high for protection
Over my most prized possessions
Talkin' 'bout my sanity’s at a six-point seven
Handin' out poinsettias
To my dead homie mothers, prayin' they feel better
Might get shit mindin' my business
Might get chipped sharin' my vision
Might as well
Can you tell if it's even worth conversation?
Hear the prayer, do it even work?
All that's for real is forever
Moments stolen taste better
Can you tell if it's even worth conversation?
Hear the prayer, do it even work?
All that's for real is forever
Moments stolen taste better