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Woah, Kenny Hey, look You know my life is crazy, look at my DM's (Look at my DM's) Yeah, buss her ass one time, now she actin' like my BM (Ooh) Yeah, battling demons, they was sleeping like a Tylenol PM Sendin' my prayer somewhere in the sky 'cause I ain't even know what God to believe in (Facts) I was just hoping it landed (Facts) I was just hoping whoever was listening know I ain't take it for granted (Facts) I may not be of this planet I see you niggas and don't understand it But you want ball money and ball time, sign their names on dotted lines You should draw a line, real shit I am a legend of my city , I'm Will Smith Old bitch did me dirty, I healed quick I'ma cop a billboard in front of her house so she can look at it and feel sick (Ooh) Upper Echelon and petty, pop a couple uppers now a nigga ready Walk, can he take a lil' time to kill 'em slow? Can he travel the globe? This ain't bros with me Snow on that roll but I still don't slip Moonwalk like Mike Jack through all that shit (Ay) If the sky falls, I bet I catch it It's destined, yeah Don’t mind me I’m out here doing what the fuck I’m 'posed to, uh Reparation, bitch I need a check (check) Can’t hear you from in the sky 'cause I’ve been going postal (Still) SongtexteNeed a bag wherever we at, yeah I come from the side of the town where they gun you down But we made a wave through it Baggage claim like I work at Spirit but it's only spirit so you can't relate to it, broke niggas Out in Copenhagen, know I bought the Bay to 'em Shit still be surprisin' me like what I say to 'em? Why they fuck wit' me? How I escape through so luckily (skrr) Pops got me knife sharp, I feel like I'm cutlery My circle, cheerio, small, I don't need no company I don't need new friends suddenly I don't need another new drug in me Since I been lit, niggas been plugging me, I'm lit And I can't tell what's real no more (I can't tell what's real) What are you tryna conceal bro, bro? I got in my feels and stayed on ten toes Then got it poppin', xans, benzos It's all mental, all in your head every time Snow on that roll but I still don't slip Moonwalk like Mike Jack through all that shit (Ay) If the sky falls, I bet I catch it It's destined, yeah Don’t mind me I’m out here doing what the fuck I’m 'posed to, uh Reparation, bitch I need a check (check) Can’t hear you from in the sky 'cause I’ve been going postal (Still) Need a bag wherever we at next Aus Songtexte Mania