mtomb

so

so we

so we did it?

yeah

yeah

pray for the people

i make up the easel first

then paint what i see through

the maze

i'm an eagle

spend a day up at the creek

we got the same amount of heat too

but they not as regal

crudites not gon' cut it

cut it slight

braids brought out my eyes

i saw a light

i was nine

told my nigga miles we might gon' be aight

guess i was right

twenty-five was a quarter to life

i'm on it

i strike

trials

trick knowledge you fond of

i don't even like

the socialite reformed

alone every night

post-performance

dizzy in the corner

boy

it wasn't nice

learnin' how to get grimy

pick a pole to grab and flip

ho

we gon' shake something now

i got some time this year

i'ma go ten rounds and dip out

what time is it?

mommy water

shawty blew the fish out

piscean just like my father

still got bones to pick out

for now let's salt the rims and pour a drink out

and sip