Tom Megvle - Flight Lyrics

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They loyal to me not the money they're due to be blessed
I aint the shooter that's lil bro and he move with finesse
Yo flunkies looking like some uncs trying to get spoon fed
Know how I rock they aint gone put nephew to the test
They see that bag on you they gone yes men you to death
Tae said you spit bro but you aint talking that shit though
Tell em bout them pros you lost when they stole your flip phone
Why you hid that pistol from your dad under yo pillow
Cause them niggas tried to rush me and was mad couldn't touch me
Left one with concussions he came back with his big cousin
Cought me slipping on trail next to the store prepared to rumble
Had that gun pulled on me had to shut and be humble
I aint plan on seeing 32 f*ck it im here now
Beware now I've made too far and I really care now
You want that smoke or not we bout to clear the now
Dont let me feel threatened and start seeking out your wherebouts
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No longer at the fence with you mister Feeny's
They dissapearing off the rip like the real Houdini
Know people in the D you never seen me with
Just in case you make a scene and you have to see me
Lil light pull heavy handed as Micheal
Niggas willing die over clout attempting fight you
Unaccountable got niggas suicidal
God removing the users he used be right beside you
Hallucinating illuminated on the situation
Using Satan to place the blame on
You're so used to hating Jesus the white guilt scapegoat
Based on every thing they stole Egyptian with the shaved nose
Protect your Olmec face before they sphinx you
Convinced you're nothing more than slaves when you're kings too
Still locked on pen working them kinks through
Generational stockholm queen watch what you cling too
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Damn Got us wanting to die and out living you
Small circle moves pivotal
Stayed true when I was miserable
Niggas aint woke they too digital
Dont treat yo people like people and wonder why we ain't a people you pitiful
Even as felons we never fail we get out of jail and ridiculed
Pale and traumatized in county jail couldn't afford bail he in his feelings
Dungeon conditions and digital visits my nigga said f*ck it send me to prison
Might of been innocent young in his ignorance
Didnt meet his lawyer till he was sentenced
His people didnt show up the judge was loaded
You know what you're right want nobody miss him in the system
Teachers gone need someone to pay they're pensions
Can't you educated dodging prison
Can't have you learning trades getting paid
Can't let them fiends gain their independence again
Gotta make use of eugenics again
Pump up the men full of estrogen
He get testicles he might just test you when he realize all the mess he in
Made sure theyr'e seperate from Mexicans
Dont let em know what theyr'e worth
Break up their homes and open a church
Make em believe its curse
And if they put they niggas on kill em off
Wer'e built for summer and dying of thirst
Wont get no vitamin D in that cell
He done with his time worse
Haven't seen light in days been stuck in my cave
Lose my mind on new moons It f*ck with my waves
Can't be im enslaved this can't be my grave
Can't be im enslaved this can't be my grave
Haven't seen light in days been stuck in my cave
Lose my mind on new moons It f*ck with my waves
Can't be im enslaved this cant be my grave
Can't be im enslaved this cant be my grave