Where's My Sanity - Auxxk

Fuck ya pity

I’ont need it

Imma a god

You a peasant

Hesitation get you Vader

In the fader

Always later

Put you in this oscillator

Turn you to aviator

Percolator on ya grave

All my focus, be this paper

Fuck around and turn to paper

Lonzo ball, only laker

All this hype, thank me later

For the gang, call giannis

Versatile to be honest

Now I gotta a few responses

Check body, get harness

Fuck I’m tired of being modest

All at night I’m seeing monsta’s

Foster all this hate I’m cautious

Obby maul, I leave you coffin

Always tired, I’m barely talking

Lately bias too much talking

Now I’m Santa feel ya stocking

Shock ya spirit Brian Dawkins

Tryna kill’em Sean Payton

Set that bounty we ain’t waiting

It’s a science, never faking

Fabricated wit yourr favorite

Tryna put me in a box

Boy please nigga stop

Sneak dissing like ops

Get you thrown up off da docks

(Heavy breathing)

Time lapse check ya facts

In back wit da pack

Always off the map

Imma rush you like I’m sapp

Trust me boy issa rap

Pussy boy

Take a nap

Fishy boy, bag back

Ask ya girl imma snack

Gotta her geeking of da pack

Always strapped never lacked

Keep a pack that’s tac

Count a rack then I stack

Keep’em burning like I’m mac

Kill ya soul like a jack

Samurai like I’m jack

Plot armor for battle

Niggas moving like some cattle

Let me know if I should settle

But that means you meet my metal

Hollow tip it make you fragile

Never thought of it as casual

Yea I know I been a asshole

It’s the king fuvk you thought

Cake walk on you niggas

Got them bullets by the bulk

Got the dagger for ya squad

Niggas passive but that hard

Till I get up at vantagte

Sniper rifle causing panic

Have your family feeling manic

Put you on another planet

(Hook)

Where’s my sanity?

Hesitation get you peppered

Edges blurry like it’s feathered

Fuck ya reason wit my logic

All ya move is microscopic

Lucid dreams

Wit da draco

Killing off my fucking ego

What is life wit out some evil

John Orr wit da pillow

Pick ya heart up off the floor

I ain’t even start the gore

All that fear a clog ya pores

Rolling raws, out da woods

Little nigga that could

Skinny nigga buk ya hood

Really watch you been saying

For dat a r get to spraying

Den these bodies get to laying

Now ya family contemplating

What’s a prayer to a god

What’s god to my waist

Calicoes a break his face

Flow bombarding like some mace

You barbaric, keep ya place

You confused about da trap

Trust me boy Issa trap

Rush me boy

I never lack

Point it at me

Better shoot me

Cause I’m coming where you roofing

And you know I’m fucking ruthless

Choppa hit you, show me your true intentions