Terry 0.5

[Verse]
Thank God for Asha, the flow cold as December
Peers swimming in fear, all they goals overly simple
I broke the code as a nigga
Spring shedding
I'm swapping coats as the seasons trade over
I'm Simba I need the
Throne like Michael B
Going gold for spite
We could throw em bones but why should we?
Fuck them hoes entirely
What's your role?
Anxiety feed my fire refinery
You could die that's alright with me
We the type that move silent
A drunk and pissy sobriety
We arrive it be quiet, G
Quiet G's like lasagna
Inquire, surprise and conquer
My mama been waiting for me
She crying for not much longer
I'm flying in songs of sonder
Through wires I write the mantra

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