Im a motherf*ckin star seed you don't know about that though
Pseudoscience my appliance when I'm cooking up the guidance, drippin knowledge from the astrals
Heardin currency, cattle
Telekinetic, f*ck a lasso
Mystical misfit w no strings equipped taking off, pterodactyl
Oh my god
No religion but well protected by the gods
No flaws I got godfidence they respect it
Granting odds
My facades manifestin into projections
Boutta be on tour real soon
Butterfly outta my cocoon
No more buggin
Been distracted by my lust issues
Lost love got me seeking for it
I got trust issues
We can f*ck baby just know I could never f*ck w you
Unless you let me nut in you, ha
I'm playing, I'm not
I just be saying my thoughts
Transparency my inner me
Cause everybody in I
I been connecting the dots
I see, I scan, I plan, and I plot
My getaway do it the ghetto way
With all my niggas I met on the walk
I was posted in Vegas now Rosa my spot
On the floor at my mamas, still workin a job
I can barely pay rent, I could cry baby sob but that shit don't make commas
I'm keepin it calm
Writing magic
I'm spelling it just how I want
Till I get it
Prophetic
My pen is my wand
All you niggas pathetic
Too scared to respond
To the messages sent from the heavens beyond
I got this
Knocking out the toxic
Swinging with my god fist
Bitch I said i got this
Knocking out the toxic
Swinging with my god fist
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Im a motherf*ckin star seed you don't know about that though
Pseudoscience my appliance when I'm cooking up the guidance, drippin knowledge from the astrals
Heardin currency, cattle
Telekinetic, f*ck a lasso
Mystical misfit w no strings equipped taking off, pterodactyl
Oh my god
No religion but well protected by the gods
No flaws I got godfidence they respect it
Granting odds
My facades manifestin into projections
Boutta be on tour real soon
Butterfly outta my cocoon
No more buggin
Been distracted by my lust issues
Lost love got me seeking for it
I got trust issues
We can f*ck baby just know I could never f*ck w you
Unless you let me nut in you, ha
I'm playing, I'm not
I just be saying my thoughts
Transparency my inner me
Cause everybody in I
I been connecting the dots
I see, I scan, I plan, and I plot
My getaway do it the ghetto way
With all my niggas I met on the walk
I was posted in Vegas now Rosa my spot
On the floor at my mamas, still workin a job
I can barely pay rent, I could cry baby sob but that shit don't make commas
I'm keepin it calm
Writing magic
I'm spelling it just how I want
Till I get it
Prophetic
My pen is my wand
All you niggas pathetic
Too scared to respond
To the messages sent from the heavens beyond
I got this
Knocking out the toxic
Swinging with my god fist
Bitch I said i got this
Knocking out the toxic
Swinging with my god fist
Pseudoscience my appliance when I'm cooking up the guidance, drippin knowledge from the astrals
Heardin currency, cattle
Telekinetic, f*ck a lasso
Mystical misfit w no strings equipped taking off, pterodactyl
Oh my god
No religion but well protected by the gods
No flaws I got godfidence they respect it
Granting odds
My facades manifestin into projections
Boutta be on tour real soon
Butterfly outta my cocoon
No more buggin
Been distracted by my lust issues
Lost love got me seeking for it
I got trust issues
We can f*ck baby just know I could never f*ck w you
Unless you let me nut in you, ha
I'm playing, I'm not
I just be saying my thoughts
Transparency my inner me
Cause everybody in I
I been connecting the dots
I see, I scan, I plan, and I plot
My getaway do it the ghetto way
With all my niggas I met on the walk
I was posted in Vegas now Rosa my spot
On the floor at my mamas, still workin a job
I can barely pay rent, I could cry baby sob but that shit don't make commas
I'm keepin it calm
Writing magic
I'm spelling it just how I want
Till I get it
Prophetic
My pen is my wand
All you niggas pathetic
Too scared to respond
To the messages sent from the heavens beyond
I got this
Knocking out the toxic
Swinging with my god fist
Bitch I said i got this
Knocking out the toxic
Swinging with my god fist
Writer: Andrew Booker
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