​early morn/late night

[Hook 1: Rav]
I arrive every morn 9-to-5 trying to stay alive
But I can't feel the light, oh no
And so, I have to run away
Run away, run away

[Verse 1: Rav]
I don't wanna play with nobody right now
Please leave me alone and quiet down
I just wish the voices died down
Soon as I step out of my house
They remind me that I've been dead
No more soul, there's something instead
I don't know who I am right now
Foreign thoughts come out of my mouth
Foreign murmurs vibrate my heart
I still stumble over these shards
They reflect familiar sights
Or at least that's what they seem like

[Hook 2: Rav]
I arrive every morn 9-to-5 trying to stay alive
But I can't feel the light, and so
I have to

[Interlude]
SHUT UP!

[Verse 2: Kill Bill]
Late night staring out my window
I swear I heard a rustle in the woods
I never once claimed that I was perfect
But I like to think I'm hustling for good

It's mask off, baby, bump Future for the future of our grandkids
Lampin', smoking up the coop that we been cramped in
I swore on my momma I stop rapping over lo-fi
4 days later I was rapping over lo-fi
Trap trap trafficking, my pockets full of minerals
Blood detoxing, boy, my heart been pulling pinnacles
Cotton wool peripherals, I ain't with the sturdiness
Woulda kicked the ladder, but my fears left me courteous
Rapping just to rap, it's not a deeper meaning
Playing with the Ouija, trying to see some demons
Shuffling the tarot, try and draw a devil card
Last mixtape I had to tease 'em and I left 'em hard
Hella paranoia, your steps ain't stealthy
Out the atmosphere, catching breaths, can't help me
Not the best at being healthy, I'm just floating through the waste
Walk the astro-plane to get an overview of space
It seems the end game went over through the chase
Full can feel the desperation blowing through the bass
Suck a dick
Ripping on handlebar, I'm mothership it's dump a clip
Suicide pact is fucking lit
I never pop beans
Fuck waking up, it stops dreams
Zone full of granite, poems for the bandits
Stones what I branded, sipping Brandy with the Moët
Tell your favorite rapper show up more and ghost less

[Hook 3: Kill Bill]
Late night staring out my window
I swear I'm hearing sounds in the trees
Waking up at night, hearing groans from the ghosts
Try and find a little trouble, I can't hear you in the bubble, boy
Late night staring out my window
Tap the glass, tap back, it hauled ass, I tell 'em, I tell 'em
Late night staring out my window
Cry from the halls, see your eyes in the walls like
Late night staring out my window
Door handle jiggle, get the cash and dip, I said
Late night staring out my window
Late night staring out my...