Nightdaze

Colder then winters in Michigan
Clock gotta tok ain’t no wishing man
Hash on the route from Afghanistan
Smoking the pounds that I grew what a plan
In a field on a wave
Feds do not stop me I’m running away
Put you in graves call it memory lane
Snitches they talk so they got me detained
Popping the Dom Perignon
Don't fuck with the ace or the fame
Image in life is to learn and behave
You been degraded for money a slave
You ain’t fouling what a shame
Your people don’t know that your telling insane
A rat Imma fuck up his face
Feed em to all of my snakes
Persona be laced with the fake
I don’t know where to go from here
Losing my sense to the sight of your fear
Nightdaze we riding don't look in your rear
Mobbing and counting they tatted they tears
I hope you think bout the man in the mirror
Listen to thoughts and then make em go clearer
Stuck in the past like they bumping the thriller
Keep reminiscing bout mula the ruler
Conspiracy theories i’ll be the one to pull up in a ghini
You didn’t see me now you believe me
Walking on water like Christ or Houdini
Feel like a prophet that's mixed with a genie
I got the answers your wishes can’t be me
‎‏Fossetts they dripping with vv’s
Milli's they flooded with Fiji
Singing but not on some bee gees