Of which im not exactly proud of,
And now it's clear as this promise
Out of this coviction of feelings
I’m so fly i don’t even got wings
Blast masses a cast to cover crafts.
I'm on the stage, you in the stands
Like hit it in the morning, yeah, cole world
Of being of always getting wired
There ain't no genie jars to grant what your petty wishes are
And this still the hardest shit you've heard from la this far
Look this the joint that could get me the spins
Most of y'all drop quick cause of impatience,
Of potential cases
On the slow jam of love
Thats why we're always goin and we don't gotta go with them
Got the eye of tiger, spit of cobra, form of a dragon
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