80 - lonemoon

Look, this is the second take of this fucking rap

Uhm.

My ex girl’s hanging out with my good friend, that’s not.

I don’t know if

he’s my good friend anymore, but it’s the 4th of july, I’m chillin out by

myself.

So, I’m finna rap about some shit.

Wrote this shit when I was walking

so… hope you can vibe with it

Yeah, hey, hey!

Juugin' on these asphalt streets

Enemies coming with the people I meet

On the Lord, I been going so hard for the beat

Sun beating down on my head, walking feet, aye

Deny you 3 times like I’m Peter

Clothesline hanging from the vine, I’m a creature

Met a girl in Michigan, I really wanna meet her

Lion girl living like I really really need her

I do, that’s my problem with rapping all of these columns of lines

I’ll never stop, I’m trying, they steady calling me a deadbeat

But they never met me

Say they tryna test me

But they could never best me

Don’t know who my friends be

More than just some kids on the ten speed

Psychedelics telling me my brain is going dead weak

Hey, now I’m feeling like a dead tweak

Heh, now I’m feeling like a dead tweak

And I don’t need to swear like I do

I know I’m real as shit, keep your prayers on the moon, aye

Keep my eyes on the 12

Pigs gunning down, put a nigga in a cell

Yeah, send my black ass to hell

White kids tweet away the life, huh… oh well

Hey, yeah, I’m still feeling like an animal

Never trustin anyone, I take up a sabbatical

Never popped a xan, and I never popped an Adderall

I know I’d be barred if they locked me up, I had it all, yeah

Now I got not shit

Yeah I know I fucked up in that fucking rap…

But you know what?

Fuck with the moon