Occxi - THREETWONE Lyrics

My face be her seat, only right that I fasten
I breeze through the madness
In the field with titans until they start clashing, attacking
A flash backwards to the past my nigga I need more gas
Shooter rain threes so please go check the forecast
Five on his head now he dead in a six speed
Throwing up a seven then I switch scenes, bitch please
My money don't define what is inside
Told me she wanna ride my exhibit, bed jumping no ribbit
Like she went ahead and pimped mine
Sometimes it's simple, let her do it cause the bitch fine
It's I, troops at attention if you mention me
Laugh at the pain and I dance with telepathy
So ima know your whole strategy before you threaten me
The ops can't kill me cause only God is the death of me
F*ck what you telling me, guard up Beverley
Brodie rock out with his drumstick, heavy metaling
I don't see me settling, even for the fettuccine
Time to get it poppin' then all of my niggas kettling
Break a weird nigga if he thinking that he pedaling
And still get the green cause nowadays I been relishing
These niggas never been better than me it's comedy
To think you runner-ups were even jogging me
Honestly, possibly, f*ck no
Stealing all custos
Know you ain't gang what you tryna say wassup for
Put that fye on him, gun smoke then it's duck poles
Tell me that she falling for a nigga, told her tuck, roll
Who want war, nobody it's rhetorical
You start beef with niggas cause there ain't nothing more to you
Hate niggas cause they make more than you
Instead of worrying 'bout a lil check you focusing to ignore the truth
Broke niggas never been the problem
It's f*ck niggas with a broke mindset that never wanna solve 'em
Then they get mad when niggas don't wanna help them out
But you don't help yourself up when you know you down
But see you claiming niggas owe you now
It's real simple, why you tryna act white when you know you brown
Why you tryna claim that you up when you know you down
Shorty cheating on you and you still bring ya hoe around
Your mans was the one that hit it, you bring ya bro around
Been a hot summer 'til it started getting colder now, but shit
But I can't change the way niggas thinking
Your shorty wink at me, I can't change the way that she blinking
Been on this tab for six hours
I can't even change the way that I'm peaking
And I'm clutching if I see a nigga peaking through the mirror
Blurred on a few people now my vision getting clear
Candyman I reappear
All this gas in my lunges, I'm forgetting how to steer
Za on me top tier
Know my brother got my rear
I ain't never looking backwards, I got so high I saw Casper
You gon' see me rise through the plasma
Only time you see a nigga falling
The altitude's f*cking with my asthma, but shit
No cap