Clairvoyant

(альбом: HACKER - 2018)

Every day I wake up, I just don't know what to do next
I see the results of what the industry has done again
Lotta lazy rappers bending backwards for a richer man
Same ones wanna pop and flex a check that they ain't even get
I make my own money, my own lyrics, and my own content
Why you think I'm so content? Why you think I rap like this?
Can't nobody stop me, can't no one control me
People really hate me 'cause still don't nobody own me
They can't keep me quiet, still I move in silence
I don't feel defiant, bitch, I feel like Midas
Touch that track it make some racks, don't have to lift my eyelids
You can kill with kindness, bitch, I kill with violence
Even in the underground I still seem to be rising
I look up, I don't look down, no need to see them dying
I just need some liquor, and I need to get higher
Rolling up another blunt, I'm smoking while we riding

While we riding, riding, smoking, smoking
Yeah, we riding, riding, smoking, smoking, huh
Yeah, we rolling, rolling, smoking, smoking
Yeah, we rolling, rolling, smoking, smoking, huh