chakra control

my nigga

what are you talkin' about?

if you wanna click some buttons my nigga

go ahead

we pushin' buttons over here

you know what i'm saying

this madness

we goin' crazy. we goin' crazy

we throwin' keyboards

nigga

we throwin' keyboards left and right

we don't even know what's going on

the keyboards goin' crazy

get the teleprompters here quick!

don't tense up

when the wall hit the fence

y'all pressed up

i ain't messed up

life ain't 'bout the cause

but i think i want a tesla

mind over matter

with the money on the dresser

round of applause

for the niggas that be stacking they cars

on boulevards

gravity

dragging them jaws into a pause

if you know that it's a bitch

then you know that it's a law

you could fumble

you could fall

it's never your fault

but the failure just a part

from the part to the start

the rile rocky life is hard

shuffle and i get the thot

bubble drawn

bubble

tumble

fubble

bubble

interrupt when i was gone

brushin' off for air

be like losin' a pawn

i like the pawned

uh

what kinda moods we be on

light

speed

and beyond

look

it's the same few niggas i'm casually splittin' cash with

passionless

indefinite

causes that make me passive

your homies are actually sparkin' stash with

told me the world is crazy

it's easy to get your back slit

better watch your 6

especially when it's past 6

the musty flamin' faggots is savage

hard as a ass grip

takin' all the loot the camri

my family stack clips

my trigger finger happy

let's grab it and see who's fastest

now who's the greatest rapper on the plateau?

the new school cat

to the boom bap

mr. rap slows

tell the hatin' ass nigga to make his ass to know

that dbangz sign bitches asses after his rap shows

so tell all the faggots to pay attention

and dbangz is cooler than parties bitches attendin'

i'm never in a drought

i just fall back on my pension

couple homies locked inside

why do i feel like i'm fenced it?

why do i feel like i'm fenced it?

i'm trapped up in the addiction

i can't acknowledge the friction

i came to polish my mentions

i might demolish your mission

my trigger finger is itchin'

i'm shootin' straight through your tension

i'm the one who rhymes is overbearing

i blasted the competition without missin' just for staring

y'all be swearin' up and down that i'm the fancy clown

who dipped around the lonely town and now that nigga can't be found

look

my one regret is i ain't make enough threats

i had to come make all these checks so i could spend it on sweats

'cause you never know the need to dash or run

often i pick up the pen and pad and i spaz for fun

often i look at my mom and dad and think of what i've before

oh boy