Might Not Make It

[Chorus]
Just got a feeling that I might not make it
Test me again and I might not fake it
Staring at me foul, 'cause I'm so damn flagrant
Belong to no spaces, Victoria's vagrant
I just got a feeling that I might not make it
Test me again and I might not fake it
Staring at me foul, 'cause I'm so damn flagrant
Belong to no spaces, Victoria's vagrant

[Verse 1]
Where my agent? I'm aging rather quick
The sand that I stand in is capturing kids
I'm just tryna get captured by the captain of kicks
I be looking at the game like this shit gotta be rigged
All I want is a crib, that I can carry to the ferry
Fold away, and the weight of the world getting so scary
These cops hitting hard, like they bonds ain't getting buried
Conspiracists think they paid by cemeteries
In the battered box with tattered socks, reach for Glocks instead of tasers
Creep my block in steady haze, 40 foot ace
At this rate the bomb ripping, the [?] gon' get me
But not before the summer, these stages gon' be befriending me
You feeling me? You heard, you herds, have your curd
I'm in my house, while my neighbours tell me "Turn that shit down"
But it's always so loud, 'cause I be picturing crowds
And you are what you see

[Chorus]
Just got a feeling that I might not make it
Test me again and I might not fake it
Staring at me foul, 'cause I'm so damn flagrant
Belong to no spaces, Victoria's vagrant
I just got a feeling that I might not make it
Test me again and I might not fake it
Staring at me foul, 'cause I'm so damn flagrant
Belong to no spaces, Victoria's vagrant

[Verse 2]
It's hard when I hustle, don't really show up in muscle
My tussle score is 10 to 1, the 1 was to the government
They was calling my name, but I figured I would run with it
Because a coin in my pocket ain't the sum of it
Some sons I know who ran be chilling in better lands
But the land I left was lesser, was time to invest in vessels
On my grind like a pestle
Turn Parmesan into pesto, foot to pedal like Depecho
I'm going somewhere surely these stipends, they surely sure me I'm worthy
Of so much glory- turn your light on
Can't see shit in the dark
I know I'm counting rights, so all my rights strong
[?] getting fine women, I find the divine in 'em
And try to define symptoms, of lately feeling so woozy
Really nothing can woo me
Let me light me it's doobie

[Chorus]
Just got a feeling that I might not make it
Test me again and I might not fake it
Staring at me foul, 'cause I'm so damn flagrant
Belong to no spaces, Victoria's vagrant
I just got a feeling that I might not make it
Test me again and I might not fake it
Staring at me foul, 'cause I'm so damn flagrant
Belong to no spaces, Victoria's vagrant
Just got a feeling that I might not make it