One of these countries, drop the bomb already
Funk Flex, drop the bomb already
2018 and it's Armageddon
Partied too hard, now it's mom's spaghetti
Parted too long, now we're separated, mhm
Exonerate me
All a nigga wanna do is wild in the streets
With a warm, warm breeze like Tom Vercetti
Enjoy a big steak like Tom and Jerry
Last year, I was chasin' my tail
Rumors fallin' out the sky like a chemtrail
My eyes welled up when my best friend died
Got locked in a pen and I couldn't makе bail
Never saw a sign like a nigga rеad braille
I adopted the dark, I got sonar, I navigated
I ain't one just to say "oh well"
I'm the one to make plays, Odell
Need my cash adjacent, fuck parallel
But my plug been movin' slow, AOL
Need a nine-to-five for alibis or else
Get extended stays at Greybar Hotel, hmm
Nigga catch a case, oh well, hmm-hmm
God body livin' infidel
I fall in mental holes foretold by acid
Askin' God, whoever, for absolute peace
Routined, a dream, a stream of blood, a beam of light
Arms extended like she tryna recruit me
I shake, I wake, I wipe the saline off my face
I step out, then I smoke a loosie
Depressed, I lift my head and count my bread
And pray to the universe that death don't choose me, that's real
Ooh, mhm
I don't wanna die
I wanna live forever
No pain, no tear, no cry