Damn Pt. 2

[Verse]
I'm on the block (block)
I charge a lot (lot)
Damn, Houdinne got the rock
Have you seen his new pot (nope)
I swear to god
He got the rock (rock)
He serving the block (block)
His spot's on fire (fire)
Who would've thought (thought)
The one with the rock (rock)
Would be the one on the block (block)
Serving a lot (damn)

Fuck it I got papers
I ain't tryna to push that vaper
Serving seventeen for the motherfucking favor
Caught me on camera, couldn't even save it
Now we on a roll and the whole world claiming
That it's barbaric, fly to Barbados
Bitches as salty as the taste of capers
Fuck a pen and paper I don't even need an eraser, damn

Such a shame that you couldn't have came with us
And I see your brain withers way you gripping on the pistol
Plus you worry about who did it and that shit astounds you

And I'm allergic to that dumb shit so I can't be around you
That's why I can't be around you
And that dumb shit makes me sick so I can't be around you
That's why I can't be around you
And I'm allergic to that dumb shit so I can't be around you

Way up high past the buildings, and into the skyline
We could see the astral cavity, descending on the one true thing we ever held dear
Make it with me, let's break the barrier
Ain't nothing in our way but our own negative depictions of who we don't wanna be (ya feel me?)

Okay, you right, onto the next one
I, realize, I'm not the only one
If I make it on time, I swear that I'll perform
And make it, all mine same as it always was

Let's evolve together
And resolve the weather
Fall into another level
Nothing in the world couldn't scare you