balloons

Yo
When I was monumental, I was tatted up and bad as fuck
And dreamin' a scenario where seratonin laughed at us
Feelin' cyber with the hybrid, baby couldn't pass it ip
Gucci gutters in the concert with the lace on
Yeah, I'll play the right song and tell you my secret
I used to swim in the dungeon where most would just pledge her allegiance
Hairy and happiness, I hibernate the masochist
Every slave in a slave town ready to plead god
Married a tree top for money and new crib
Your daddy just lost his, petty capitalism
Niggas are broke for a livin' but pray for riches and death
Niggas under distress
Niggas spoke to finesse, uh

I'm more, the moon
I cry balloons
They black and blue
Tonight and to the homie in the back
Can tell him to hit me
Call me in the back and tell him to hit me back tonight
I'm more, the moon
I cry balloons
They black and blue
Tonight and to the homie in the back
Can tell him to hit me
Homie in the back and tell him to hit me back tonight

And I land before a lamb
Monasteries and ark and casual wives
Who invented the voyeur?
Resonated with morning and hope the trauma destroy her
Why everybody love a good sad song?
The dark album, like
Tell me that your homie did, your mama did
Your brother bleed along the street
The corner with the Walgreens and White Castle is
Uh, we, we know that you mess him
And if you sing about it, sister
Then her buyin' a ticket for real
Front rows and a steel gratitude, she love 'em
She can't televise genuine or just consumption
And the laws are gumption but not the laws of landscape
She just another artist I'm a trauma to her fanbase

I'm more, the moon
I cry balloons
They black and blue
Tonight and to the homie in the back
Can tell him to hit me
Call me in the back and tell him to hit me back tonight
Baby, hit me back, where you at?
We are on a spaceship
We waitin' under the dark moon
Where you at and where you go?
Supernova stars gon' take us home
Baby, hit me back, where you at?
We are on a spaceship (Uhum)
We waitin' under the dark moon
Where you at and where you go? (This the love of my life)
Supernova stars gon' take us home

Like Lazarus, I was dead for three whole night
Alakazam, I shook back like casino dice
Satan call me magical negro
Cool, you got that
I popped on the world stage with my AK cock back
So I roll family, I have to get my clock back
And the hardest night bridges
Pullin' bunnies out top hats
Everywhere I step foot I leave a trail
The names of the sons, y'all cool
And a trail of flames, I'm on fire
I'm plugged and directed to Messiah
Yeah, I run with the mighty conners, we expose the liars
These and for those cure, my mama, is all I want now
Swore on the Mac B to never put my sword down
Descent star with the red and the fuck grown
The flag that I bank as I'm layin' the law down
Stab us, the beach head behind enemy lines now
Pink Floyd un Berlin, I'm tearin' the wall down
Face to face, I bet Mary double and tested me
Some fuck boy, '85, come run up, impress me
It's all a hoax, quite simple, a joke like Zolanski
He met the rabbis and the pope indecently
Couldn't stop my boat, God from quote on quote
From the front seats
If anybody asks, tell 'em fire come sent me
It's a war I'm gettin' and I'm beggin' the listener
If you ain't fightin' that mean you either dead or a prisoner

I'm more, the moon
I cry balloons
They black and blue
Tonight and to the homie in the back
Can tell him to hit me
Call me in the back and tell him to hit me back tonight
I'm more, the moon
I cry balloons
They black and blue
Tonight and to the homie in the back
Can tell him to hit me
Call me in the back and tell him to hit me back tonight