Spiteful - Mantras (feat. Caspo & Lil' Dunk) Lyrics

I just wanna be myself today nothing else to say
I might lay awake think about my shady ways
I put you in ya place might just leave without a trace
Really please just get up out my way I might fade away
And I just think a lot yeah you don't know shit
I hope that you can tell I'm really focused
Looking in your eyes I know that you been seeing ghosts shit
Im hoping you can notice follow me I'll show this
My mission that's in progress I might ride around feeling lawless
Swear my time is now and I ain't stopping
I think I'm in a place where you can't top this
Follow me I got this I feel like a monster in the mosh pit
Or a mobster, I'm a goblin
All around me all I see is problems
Feels like I'm falling backwards in my coffin I'm lost man
I'm on one or maybe two I'm gone man I think I'm doomed

Early morning get to burning
Rolling up I pass one sitting in my room writing rap songs
Looking through the past, down bad on my last one
Got lights check the camera but I don't see no action
Maybe this a passion, space coupe flying get a bitch too high
Too fried from the drugs that I'm supplying lost time she a dime
Hit my line a hundred times I ain't lying
Now I'm in my own direction just to show a new perception
Now I'm talking to myself I got a message getting going like now
Cop the ounce smoking it down yeah
I run it up they ain't know but i did it for now I feel stuck
I cannot trust anybody ya feel me I gotta pursue
Can't go get caught up in traffic, really been hating I'm rapping
I got the passion, yeah
Always gon do it for the bros, always gon do it for the shows
Smoking on pack for the low
I don't know why but I got the glow
Maybe cuz I got the flow, not needing no hoe
That's how that I know, ice on my wrist
Street lights on the snow, that's where we gon go
Yeah, they never believe it but I can foresee it
Guess that's the whole meaning I'm dreaming for beamers
With fans, they blowing up all of my speaking
But, really bro I got the key, no one been f*cking with me
None of these people can't see, they playing them schemes
You get to be mad when I'm whipping this creme
Yeah, Lil Dunk, on the track, y'all ready know what the f*ck it is

Give life as I'm living through it
Dumbfounded in music
But by the time I'm done I ground this wit boost it, yea
Y'all prolly think it's loose lips
Nah, I just sift delusion find a list of uses
I can get to fusing into mental deuces
And pencil stupid, as a writing option
When my thoughts go off fast I'm talking often
But thinking much more, this been such sore
Circumstances, but Circles handed
More inspiration, get back to chasing
My own creations, so f*ck sedation
Been building instrumentals, ill in temples
Get sicker thoughts, those keys
Lil Dunk throw fills on samples, no villains can't kill
The lit we got, you joking
Call me Batman, in my home run
All these tracks man, Robin no one
Need a cat scan, I been nowhere
Bring me back man, before I go there yeah
Family can't stop with all the drama
Carrying on like la di da da
We needs this, that, a lotta lotta
Just wanna walk to a proper mantra
But gods will off ya for being selfish
Recall the wellness, and always help this
A cause for caution but never gon forget the movement
Accept it lucid, disrespect and lose it
Expect excuses, from these pestering putrid's
But never guessed I would direct diffusion
In my own direction, all depressed confusing
Correct improve before they step to you
They ain't gon' always want the best for you
Yeah, shit
They ain't gon' always want the best for you
So be glad for times they correcting you
They ain't gon' always want the best for you
So be glad for times they correcting you