Folkz - 550 lyrics

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[Intro]

The mysteries that are thy heard shall now be proclaimed

But learn first the history of thy conception

And creation admits the eternal cosmos

For as the universe itself be infinite

So are thou true creatures of infinity incarnate, yeah

And the essention of men show Harold the final triumph

In the mortal will, yeah

The candles in the background, reminiscing of the city

That I said I’m bringing with me

If you feel it, sing it with me

She coming out her vickies for a quickie, getting trippy

And it’s 10 minutes to 6, I’m tryina push to 5 50, by 7, tell em

Dirty with the rigle in the trash, the eagle in my lap

For the mosquitoes in the net

I’m cheering for the nets, and the cats

Smoking jacks, blowing pack, holding back

20 gridos in the bag, folks

Still making motorola money off the burner phone

Youngin try to rob me for the work I let the burners on

I wrote the purple with the fundle then I burned the cone

Living in the murder though, it’s hard to leave the curb alone, work

Got a 9 to 5 grind and I work at home

I’ve been in the studio for months, what you working for

He think he so bad, for writing in the notepad

I’m writing on my iPhone, they hanging on my gold nuts

Baby mother looking so, we need to get her low jack

And she bee in my crib for days, but he already know that

The ar15 is a throwback, school fragments on my sleeve from the blowback

The cris vector carbine with the iron sights

Mini cleaning kit included with the fire lights

The glock 21 13 round magazine

My block is zooming like a trampoline

Now let me spill it out

I cope a piece of the raw, a hunned acsee countin 80 then I’m selling out

That’s 36 on the ree up, but I paid full

Cause my connect just pumped the fee up

So I gotta sell it, at least 50, 80’s for 60’s

So that’s 48 hunned and an onion

That’s 28 grams till I cut it, now it’s 30

That’s 30 bundles that I go for 80 each a herbie

72 bills and I still got pills

50 that I do for 15 but that’s a dela

There’s 87 hunned for the 7 is the profit

And I do that shit twice a week dog, so I got it

Don’t understand why I sleep all day

And I start to complain that there’s no rain

And all I can do is read a book to stay awake

And it rips my life away

But it’s a great escape

It’s not safe, it’s not safe

It’s not safe, it’s not safe.