Miracle Baby (feat. MAVI)

Look into my eyes and tell me what you see

The eyes are the windows to the soul

My man is one of the greatest

Yeah, ay

Wrote this one in the mountains out in Tennessee, a tin of tree

Attempt to kick the tens but I got tendencies

Sins to beat and grins to seek

Passed out in the mountain top and skim the peak

How God playing the drums for a young **** and I miss the beat

Misery

Strapped with red and green like we feel Christmasy but it's a beam

If he object to the tax then we just send a lien, and kiss the creek

My physical form recalled every lift of finger, hiss and creak

Kicked the beans but now, to a critic, I can't be pissed to speak

Civilly, liberally, toe the gas, hear the Jeep spin and heave

My glick with me, twenty-six, so it really don't take shit to sneak

A meal can't make those bitters sweet, start thinking 'bout love differently

Stop taking so much seriously, I'm taking all that's given to me

Liquor pitcher clinkin', Henny drenching on my clearer speech

Stay away from my ear 'cause I don't operate like peers can think

Chasing down a way but appearing only empirically

Attempt to replicate it, a waiting fate there to sneer at me

I talk sometimes just knowing my phone the only one listening

Advertise the digit app when I spend a bag

Advertise the fitted mag when I'm finna crash

Half the time at the virulence I just sit and laugh

If we ain't there to spark the revolution, all our Siri's can

Dope from the high sierra got my sclera like a jerry can

I was barely there, I barely dwell, I'm getting scared, I can't

How we feel toward domestic terrorists? Prepared for them

(One of the greatest) Ay, I swear to you

Robert Horry already scored if you lost me

I just put my ho through college, Lori Laughlin

My mama ask me why I'm on my story coughing

'Cause I'm a marksman, ay

And perfect aim be exhausting, a game we can't all win

Quick scan look like I'm scamming on the odds

But really I accepted randomness of God

Shit, it is what it is, and it's not what's it's not

**** try me like I'm pussy, he gon' get a surprise

They don't know if I'm a rookie or if it's a disguise

That lil' **** know what he doing, you can see in his eyes

Shit, it is what it is, and it's not what's it's not

A **** try me like I'm pussy, he gon' get a surprise

They don't know if a **** rookie or if it's a disguise

That lil' **** know what he doing, you can see in his eyes

You can see in his eyes

Take a look at this

It's highly theoretical

Theoretical? Do I have to remind you that theory is a beginning solution?