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Follow: IG: # FB: Twitter: Soundcloud: Free EP & Mixtape Download DIRECTOR: VIDEOGRAPHER: LYRICS: Cool out survive just to get by Pull out Alive Just to get by lost between these vapors and holes lake just full of baked goods and gold my shit just aint as fake as these hoes this cake is just as fake as this world my race is just to break through the acres of cold they'll try to break u till u ache when i wake im swimming in pool with the viscous blame the sharks out here for my stitches dreaming in a world full of wishes when i close my eyes im swimming in pool full of riches when i open them wide im the same trill bitch with the same old stride same old shit when i skim the archives hurry to my hole to just to get home and write sitting in a cave feeling like the dark night trying to fuel the light to avoid the dark side praying every thing-will turn-OUT alright Im SAYING fuck it baby blow a tree burning down a forestry lick the corners of my mouth cuz ive been eating poetry baby stay pro baby you know im so trill they tell em pull out pull cuz this bitch is so real y u over there w. them sour bitches cuz u know i stay trill till i die bitches rolled up now see been on another high clovers on my thighs hold up now see been to the other side where the vultures thrive feeling like a fucking roach inside feelings have encroached my mind i was tortured live couldn't see the poachers eyes looking past the orchards guise beens sitting in the smog and all these fumes busy trying to work with a little legroom ever since i was born when i burst out the womb in this inglewood slums where the garden has bloomed in the middle of ghetto wouldn't settle for ruins in the middle of the gloom trying to make my own tune everyday feeling like saturday afternoon cuz im in between reality and all these cartoons w. harpoons they rolling deeper than a soccer moms carpool ahhhhh shiiiit and my mother has faith ima make it out soon make it past the avenues outside my hood all the nights that ive spend writing scriptures in my room when i blow like a nova all they'll hear is the BOOM and the BOOM ill never stops till im sleeping in my tomb gia medley bout to put her ----footprints on the moon baby stay pro baby you know im so trill they tell em pull out pull cuz this bitch is so real y u over there w. them sour bitches cuz u know i stay trill till i die bitches Cool out alive survive just to get by Pull out Alive Just to get by we tell em chill baby just chill baby got em drowning in a sea when they smother in my flows; and the cadence of my rhythm bodies on the ocean floor and corps never surface till they stumble on the shore, cuz my verbs choke em slow watch em crumble w. my prose like WOAH lost in a black hole between space and time bitch im out of this world cuz im a fucking STAR planetarium clouds baby there I am swimming in the milky way but trapped in an aquarium baby stay pro baby you know im so trill they tell em pull out pull cuz this bitch is so real y u over there w. them sour bitches cuz u know i stay trill till i die bitches they tell me to pull to the side I pull up a knife Im ready to fight They tell me this fame has a price Tell em to cut the disguise Ive been put my faith in the skies They tell me their lies I tell em I rather be ill when I die Kill to survive I know that their feeling my vibe They tell me im live I rather be trill when I rise
