TUSCAN PERFUME

FOREVEROLLING

High in the sky, I jump and dive

I won't look down, afraid I might

Who think that I might be scared of heights, uh

Who think that

On a whole 'nother subject

If I pass, no wonder

The knife wound from my brother

Stabbed me, we was huggin'

Soul tie cutter, I can't feel, uh

Driver must've lost my jumper

Still shootin', I guess I ain't lost nothin'

Ever since I lost my mother, my head filled up, I'm quietly thumpin', if I

If it stop, no wonder

High in the sky, I jump and dive

I won't look down, afraid I might

Think that I be scared of heights, uh

Light behind the tunnel

Knife wound from my brother

You stabbed me, we was huggin'

Called twice, thank god, must've blocked my number, uh

This shit be drainin', tryna separate the gangsters who stand on what they be sayin'

From the ones paid entertainers, tryna relate, don't know it's dangerous

How it feel to get left hangin'? I know, so I make arrangements

Make promises to break 'em, no thank you, for all them favors

Snake 'bout who show me aimin', his angle was bein' famous

It is Heaven for gangster, like it's hot shit for a traitor

But trill never changes, that's why I learned to embrace it

Revenge, how I show my anger, my facial expression ain't changin'

Payback a bitch, and she freaky, she respects spankings

I'm a poet because they made me, but still honorable by nature

I can show you how to get away wit' it and keep the paper

Certain cities gotta stay sacred or down goes Frazier

And the streets'll test your patience, you feel you can't take it later

I was there when DQ bought his first brick and trapped off of Razor

My daddy was mad as fuck 'cause his closest friend was who gave it

DeDe couldn't pass that cash up and shit, I don't blame him

In the projects, poppin' xannies, overdosed just a year later

If only he could've waited till I was old enough to save us

I was quiet, you knew why, so you never let **** play me

And put on your clothes and shoes so I felt better 'round the ladies

Back when I ain't have no rankin', you who changed my way of thinkin'

Real life, not no paintings, art do often imitate it

Maybe the world would play my music more if I was fakin'

I don't think it, either way it go, I'm grateful to be the greatest

One who murdered more than Jason, love my cutter, like my savior

Cuddle it, keep it, don't leave it, you fuck a bitch, gutter shit

Gotta go for it, I'd never punt again

Can't forget the feelin' realizin' a hunnid wasn't rich

The boss cost, I covered it, face shot and my stomach hit

Got my lick back thumpin' shit, free the **** I done it with

To all the youngins, ask your big brothers what make him shut it

'Cause I don't respond to bitches, I hear hisses and drop hunnids

Ask your big brother, he'll tell you

If he still around to tell you, ask your cou-

In case either one of them ain't around, watch the news