Lo-Fi Galaxy

[Intro]
Yeah
Turn that shit up
Swag

[Verse 1]
Space clouds
Kinda trippy when u think about it
Music got my back
Can't imagine trynna live without it
Got my foot in the door but they don't want me here
Looking at me crazy
Music never was fair
No fucks given
Guess I never did care
Freestyles at lunch
Don't remember who'd stare
But I know that forever
I'll remember who's there

*Yeah that shit's hot
Ima let the beat drop first though*

[Verse 2]
These (x3)
Beats and shades
Go more better together than
Hot days and Kool-Aid
The work and grind pays
They look so sideways
They frown when my words play
Mad cause my graphs
Surpass their dry tastes
It's nothing
And I ain't even stressing it
Ain't no need to question it
Always working
Searching
It's hurting but I'm a perfectionist
Life's a bitch and I fall deeper in love with every kiss
Shaded stoner
I got personas
But I'll never switch
My vision solar
My songs bipolar
That's why they're hits
I'm floating
Beyond your reality
Ask me for my 2 cents
I'm broke ion have any
Meanwhile
Money piles
U can gather Rather drastically
On the same grind all the time
Ask Cabbage G
This a Cabbage beat
I'm Killin it with accuracy
My own engineer
Most of my peers can't fathom me
I rip so casually
Nd other times I get live
For you to sit back and wile out on my sick vibes
The rhymes
I provide
Are mine
You can't find
The time
To get this lyrically inclined
Cause I'm
Beyond that battle rap
I'm not having that
Too above it
I'll only do it if the supporters want it
Cause I gets I'll
Leave em sick to they stomach
Opinions hella blunted
I know that they want it
Yeah they fuckin love it

I don't got time to be acting B
I do what I do and you'll become a casualty
Don't promote violence
But you'll be silenced if you scrap with me
Hope you find this
Little kindness
Hope you get to me
Cuz you going to suffocate in this Lo-Fi Galaxy
Now ride with me
On the beat

[Outro]
J-A-Y
Tiz a Fuego gang thang baby