Decay

[Verse 1]
Drifting away
A'int nothing left but some rhymes and decay
Gave it my best in the lines of the fray
Roving through stress, but my mind, it betrays
Gone with the wind
Walking anomaly
Stuck in a body
The shawty, and all of my kin
Can see that i'm nearing the end

[Verse 2]
God with the flow
Locked in
The pro's popping and stopping
The hoe's watching
I'm in the posse
A lot in the gold
Got from the bottom rock
You be plot and we go
Hot shit you try'n'a cop it
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Last year, it was all different
Different school, different chick, different rules with the Ritz
I'm a grown ass man now
Jewels on the wrist now
Fool's gold still run the jewels in the whip though
Finally came to grips
I'm a druid and a skitszo
Sanity intact cuz I'm fooling with the script, show
No sympathy for a peasant ass bitch hoe
You knew what this was from the get-go
No love (No love)
Just lust (Just lust)
In money and rhythms we trust
Honeys get picked up and ditched in the dust