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Styles P
Styles P
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Havoc
Havoc
Performer
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Havoc
Havoc
Songwriter
David Styles
David Styles
Lyrics
Kejuan Muchita
Kejuan Muchita
Lyrics
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Havoc
Havoc
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Lyrics

[Verse 1]
I wake up and I pray
Then roll another J
Close my eyes and I meditate
Tryna find a way
Lord, open up my third eye
Take the nine away
By the way, I'm in pain
I just let it hide away
Smoking weed is the medicine
Without the side effects
Reflect on high school
Me and Lauren were playing dice effects
Real **** till the day I die
Oh, I'm outta breath
I got fresh as soul powder
So I guess I'm powder fresh
[Verse 2]
Wanna play the game of death, homie?
That's without a ref
Without the rules
All I know is **** making power moves
If you see me with a parcy, then I'm making shower moves
Time is money, lil ****, you know what the hour do
And I'm thinking to myself
Then I need a Mecca trip
Tryna make another decimal but make it effortless
Homie can't see the vision
Fuck it, he's a pessimist
But, I'm an optimist
Living on some proper shit
Ghost
[Verse 3]
From nightmares to dreams
Poverty to wealth
From insanity to tryna fine harmony for self
From the vanity, tryna stay humble on the delf
You don't understand me
You don't understand yourself
[Verse 4]
From nightmares to dreams
Poverty to wealth
From insanity to tryna fine harmony for self
From the vanity, tryna stay humble on the delf
You don't understand me
You don't understand yourself
[Verse 5]
You don't understand me
That is cool, I can over stand
Stand over **** with the hammer, then you know the plan
Rather read a book, smoke a J, play a slower jam
Probably playin' Marvin on some Inner City Blues shit
**** said they run the city, never seen 'em do shit
I can get 'em shot
When I'm out in St. Lucia
Rather hug the **** and
Just give 'em juices
Ask my **** Lee, tell you where the real juice is
[Verse 6]
You ain't gotta like me
This is not the Like Me show
Confront me, then
****, take a shot or just let it go
I can get a **** wet
While I'm out in Monaco
But I'd rather get the bread
Conquer the impossible
Had them drugs look illegal like the pharmacy
Made it to his destination in
Peace and harmony
You was up, now we up
Just respect the irony
I'm the boss, you the working ****
Who can fire me? I am me
H-A-V-O, ****, can't forget the C
What it do? Paved the way
**** idolizing me
Hammer in his face
Where your heart? I'm just tryna see
L-O-X, M-O-B
**** wilding in these streets
[Verse 7]
From nightmares to dreams
Poverty to wealth
From insanity to tryna fine harmony for self
From the vanity, tryna stay humble on the delf
You don't understand me
You don't understand yourself
[Verse 8]
From nightmares to dreams
Poverty to wealth
From insanity to tryna fine harmony for self
From the vanity, tryna stay humble on the delf
You don't understand me
You don't understand yourself
Written by: David Styles, Havoc
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