Theory of Humanity
Produced by 1st official
Verse 1
Sip this limited edition Ciroc with a little chaser
Riding down Rancho California wine country boulevard
Wrote this for me
So when you see a rare photo
I'm probably riding solo spread yo wings nephew ignore the phenes nephew you on track
So tell em pardon ya back we wrap the philosophy gynecology monopoly
You see red that means she spotted me she need at least a week to recover maybe more
Cordially inviting you to what I have in store
Stored all my penmanship in Pisces format
So if we connect love that lady on floor mats
F*ck we need a bed for shawty
She got something I put to shreds Lil homie
You snooze you lose
I did ten hours of driving it was worth it
Cuz being close to home didn't serve a purpose
The world we live
Verse 2
This is Rambo reincarnated
Tarantino notes I am ya father
The under-pressure never gets bothered keep ya comments for the negative energy feeders
I see a seat opened up for you on the f*cking bleachers, We skip the line
This is an eloquent buss down
24 touchdowns
They'll get it next round
Stupid
Teach you how to stay under the radar I'm state of the art
Yo favorite rapper still afraid of the dark
This don't give you goosebumps I ain't doing my job
Should've listened back when 50 taught ya boy how to rob
When I pull up stupid bumping my ignorant ass music
It ain't for you loser I like this song keep it moving
Ain't it funny how you think we on the same page?
When I'm wrong I admit it but can you do the same?
One more person say no cap get off the media sack
You grew up collecting fitted hats
Just the world we live
Verse 3
I had dreams of f*cking all the model type chicks till I came across a real ass bitch
She just wanted to be held every now & then
We ain't label it
But we were more than friends
See we took a timeout from a time out one time
Guess she needed it
Had a lot going on cuz she got it going on got it going on
Maybe I needed her guess I wasn't direct enough
Touch-sensitive buttons and lost touch
Found out she was dealing with too much
But who isn't
Could've went next level but I was timid
I went back to the hole I crawled out of
Jumped in that coupe and racked the miles up
Send me the addy and I'll see you soon
I just got up out the booth I was in my groove
These are rooftop blues
Momma whispered to me make your own rules
Here comes sunny with some concrete shoes
Them Air Force ones kept a nigga fly too
You know me god
Had to pencil in Stella just to blow me god it's unnecessary
But she legendary
She will never like ya page she will never misbehave got top for days she necessary
Theory
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Theory of Humanity
Produced by 1st official
Verse 1
Sip this limited edition Ciroc with a little chaser
Riding down Rancho California wine country boulevard
Wrote this for me
So when you see a rare photo
I'm probably riding solo spread yo wings nephew ignore the phenes nephew you on track
So tell em pardon ya back we wrap the philosophy gynecology monopoly
You see red that means she spotted me she need at least a week to recover maybe more
Cordially inviting you to what I have in store
Stored all my penmanship in Pisces format
So if we connect love that lady on floor mats
F*ck we need a bed for shawty
She got something I put to shreds Lil homie
You snooze you lose
I did ten hours of driving it was worth it
Cuz being close to home didn't serve a purpose
The world we live
Verse 2
This is Rambo reincarnated
Tarantino notes I am ya father
The under-pressure never gets bothered keep ya comments for the negative energy feeders
I see a seat opened up for you on the f*cking bleachers, We skip the line
This is an eloquent buss down
24 touchdowns
They'll get it next round
Stupid
Teach you how to stay under the radar I'm state of the art
Yo favorite rapper still afraid of the dark
This don't give you goosebumps I ain't doing my job
Should've listened back when 50 taught ya boy how to rob
When I pull up stupid bumping my ignorant ass music
It ain't for you loser I like this song keep it moving
Ain't it funny how you think we on the same page?
When I'm wrong I admit it but can you do the same?
One more person say no cap get off the media sack
You grew up collecting fitted hats
Just the world we live
Verse 3
I had dreams of f*cking all the model type chicks till I came across a real ass bitch
She just wanted to be held every now & then
We ain't label it
But we were more than friends
See we took a timeout from a time out one time
Guess she needed it
Had a lot going on cuz she got it going on got it going on
Maybe I needed her guess I wasn't direct enough
Touch-sensitive buttons and lost touch
Found out she was dealing with too much
But who isn't
Could've went next level but I was timid
I went back to the hole I crawled out of
Jumped in that coupe and racked the miles up
Send me the addy and I'll see you soon
I just got up out the booth I was in my groove
These are rooftop blues
Momma whispered to me make your own rules
Here comes sunny with some concrete shoes
Them Air Force ones kept a nigga fly too
You know me god
Had to pencil in Stella just to blow me god it's unnecessary
But she legendary
She will never like ya page she will never misbehave got top for days she necessary
Theory
Produced by 1st official
Verse 1
Sip this limited edition Ciroc with a little chaser
Riding down Rancho California wine country boulevard
Wrote this for me
So when you see a rare photo
I'm probably riding solo spread yo wings nephew ignore the phenes nephew you on track
So tell em pardon ya back we wrap the philosophy gynecology monopoly
You see red that means she spotted me she need at least a week to recover maybe more
Cordially inviting you to what I have in store
Stored all my penmanship in Pisces format
So if we connect love that lady on floor mats
F*ck we need a bed for shawty
She got something I put to shreds Lil homie
You snooze you lose
I did ten hours of driving it was worth it
Cuz being close to home didn't serve a purpose
The world we live
Verse 2
This is Rambo reincarnated
Tarantino notes I am ya father
The under-pressure never gets bothered keep ya comments for the negative energy feeders
I see a seat opened up for you on the f*cking bleachers, We skip the line
This is an eloquent buss down
24 touchdowns
They'll get it next round
Stupid
Teach you how to stay under the radar I'm state of the art
Yo favorite rapper still afraid of the dark
This don't give you goosebumps I ain't doing my job
Should've listened back when 50 taught ya boy how to rob
When I pull up stupid bumping my ignorant ass music
It ain't for you loser I like this song keep it moving
Ain't it funny how you think we on the same page?
When I'm wrong I admit it but can you do the same?
One more person say no cap get off the media sack
You grew up collecting fitted hats
Just the world we live
Verse 3
I had dreams of f*cking all the model type chicks till I came across a real ass bitch
She just wanted to be held every now & then
We ain't label it
But we were more than friends
See we took a timeout from a time out one time
Guess she needed it
Had a lot going on cuz she got it going on got it going on
Maybe I needed her guess I wasn't direct enough
Touch-sensitive buttons and lost touch
Found out she was dealing with too much
But who isn't
Could've went next level but I was timid
I went back to the hole I crawled out of
Jumped in that coupe and racked the miles up
Send me the addy and I'll see you soon
I just got up out the booth I was in my groove
These are rooftop blues
Momma whispered to me make your own rules
Here comes sunny with some concrete shoes
Them Air Force ones kept a nigga fly too
You know me god
Had to pencil in Stella just to blow me god it's unnecessary
But she legendary
She will never like ya page she will never misbehave got top for days she necessary
Theory