The Layout

[Hook]
I said my eyes look blazed
My eyes look blazed
My mind blind in a haze tryna find my way
When I see birds, I tell ‘em fly my way
I spill my words, every time I pray
Cause I lost homies to the city, rotting in the belly
He got away on foot but later they caught him in the Chevy
But we gon find a way out, we gon find a way out
Memorize it map it out and email y'all the layout
So we can all eat
Yeah I know, I know they say I talk crazy
But we gon all eat, that's my word

[Verse 1]
Since elementary, I bought the Misery
I lit a fire when Santa was in my chimney
Round here we’re cheating death, [?]
You pulling strings here and there, I orchestrate a symphony
I’m literally a fascist, motherfuckin bastard, ratchet
Heard that shit you dropped and bitch I’m unenthusiastic
I’m more concerned with that fatness that’s on the mattress
Skeet her like Derek Jeter and leave her a basket
I’m a confederate [?]
But she stay in pocket like a handkerchief
Plus she told me bout this shit with her tongue that I can’t wait to see
Plus I got that that Mary Jane with me persuading me, and basically that’s why my (eyes look blazed)

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