Yeah, traveling mad now, where is your grand now, yeah
I get to meet some stars on my teams, right man, I'm mad now
But homie, I ain't feeling this *
It feels they ain't no feeling in this
Just lights, get lights, * music
A nigga need a million clicks
And still ain't got a record out
Nothing there to check him out
Everything digital, everything fictional
What you leave physical when you don't live no more
House nigga rockin' Louis now
We go out to Coonies now
Sufi bound, Julian, Nubian, Hooligan
The screw view should be called Jerusalem
Cause the prophet is unreal
But they cry for the prophet, it's unreal
I swear, voila, arm leg leg, I'm hit, a lot
To them it's a pill in the cup
Kill a nigga, when I sing it appears that I'm kneeling, nigga
All that I really bring is that healing, nigga
Man, I miss that real *, real *
All of that new *, all of them do it
Damn, I just can't feel it
No, no, no, no, no, no
Man, I miss that real *
All of that new *, all of them do it
Damn, I just can't feel it
Damn, I just can't feel it
Damn, I just can't feel it
No, no, no, no, no, no
Ay, build or destroy, boy
There's nothing that lies in between
Lying for cream
Too good a piece of the pie
Realize makes you part of the team
I'm trying to be free
Trying to see Ghana and read
Kwame besides the old tree
How to go free
Bring that * back to the street
On the beat, translate it for OGs
My art is supreme
I know you ain't talking to me
Because all of your art is a scheme
All of your art has no meaning
All of your art has no meaning
So my art is in order with E.V.I.L.
So pokk' up the demons
Do what you taught in those briefings
Go get them streams in
So realize when you ain't here
The next season they call to a code for a reason
Real *, real *
All of that new *, all of them do it
Damn, I just can't feel it
No, no, no, no, no, no
Man, I miss that real *
All of that news that all of them doing
Man, I just can't feel it
No, no, no, no
No, no, no, no
No, no, no, no
That P.E., that Lauryn Hill, my nigga damn, I miss it
On some real *