Valorie The Anarchist

Yeah, ayy
How do I feel? Can it be real? Yeah, ayy

How do I feel? Can it be real?
Looking for love in a different world
I feel all of the pain
Only around with a couple of strays
Busting my time, just come and fight
Put the blunt down and let me take flight
Touching the stars, fly to the moon
Everything built with a satellite
Feeling this hole in my chest
Bullets came through, like a meteorite
I swear, some of these niggas can't understand me
Some of these bitches would feel all of my agony
They see my dynasty, kill 'em so magically and all of they family
I'm move with the night posted with sticks
Call me your majesty, I just want the best of me

The best of me to get the better of you
And I won't even lie to you
All of my friends turned to enemies
Kill niggas so flexibly
Me and your bitch, we got chemistry
Chemically bring all the jealousy
Bro, what is your problem?
Do I have to solve 'em?
I'm creeping and causing some tragedy
Is that your bitch all in my gallery?
Is her name Valorie? Malorie? The white bitch from of anarchy?
Is it that bitch from yesterday?
Killing everyone so casually?
Can you imagine this: Black girl with an emo bliss
Can you imagine this: Everything falling apart in front of your eyes
I'm fighting the people that believe in me
I don't know how to believe in I
This is my life and right now, I'm tryna get right
Do everything with all of my might
Walking around, minding my business
Counting my digits, fucking these bitches
Fucking these bitches, counting my digits
Don't matter how I do it
Repeat
Me and my niggas, we eating a feast
And I, won't eat until all of my niggas eat

How do I feel? Can it be real?
Looking for love in a different world
I feel all of the pain
Only around with a couple of strays
Busting my time, just come and fight
Put the blunt down and let me take flight
Touching the stars, fly to the moon
Everything built with a satellite
Feeling this hole in my chest
Bullets came through, like a meteorite
I swear, some of these niggas can't understand me
Some of these bitches would feel all of my agony
They see my dynasty, kill 'em so magically and all of they family
I'm move with the night posted with sticks
Call me your majesty

Um, I wanna ask you a question, um
The studio is packed in Miami right now
Uh-huh?
Can you pull up over here so we can use the house studio?
Sure
Alright, thank you
Yep
'Preciate you
That [?] is too much, "'Preciate you"