Km3 Track 7.
Lyrics:
Feelin' out, I feel all the people around me tryin' to bounce
And I hate everyone so let God around Maybe He can feel it tryin' to bring me down
I just need some spirit, Ima, I'm gettin' down She likes my taste, told me feel her frown
Make no mistake, she ain't realin' now My take ain't crazy, her love feels so fake

But my fate, Drake, her leg, I don't know
Feelin' out, I feel all the people around me tryin' to bounce
And I hate everyone so let God around Maybe He can feel it tryin' to bring me down
I just need some spirit, I'm, I'm gettin' down

Comatose, hope you overdose Stay in lane, yeah, stay afloat
Focusin' on the end, may bring tears to my friends and my family
Holdin' up and I gotta be Someone bigger than I gotta be
Holdin' up like a horoscope Boy, you tellin' me that you ain't mad at me

Feelin' out, I feel all the people around me tryin' to bounce
And I hate everyone so let God around Maybe He can feel it tryin' to bring me down
I just need some spirit, I'm, I'm
I just need some spirit, I'm, I'm I just need some spirit, I'm, I'm

I just need some spirit, I'm, I'm I just need some spirit, I'm, I'm
I just need some spirit, I'm, I'm I just need some spirit, I'm, I'm

Up2God

Km3 Track 8.
Lyrics:
If my waking eyes steal your faith and you're life passing by, I'd like to feel better about
You
I like you, wit the rabbies, While Pissin on my daily, I look for your third eye baby, yeah
You goin' crazy, goin' insane, goin' this is sane, goin' that's insane, give a what

Give a fuck a what
Give a fuck a what
Crazy friends, you don't got a time, not enough to stop, in the papers they be talkin' crazy
Blowin' up a star, callin' lay-ins while they talkin' crazy, askin' what I'm makin', listenin'

Listening' to Brakence and y'all like, what the fuck
I wear my heart up on my chest when I'm in love, I'm in love, even my mom tellin' me that
She a dub, she a dub, even my dad sayin' that she not the one, but I look back at myself
And I just realize I'm the one I cannot trust, this life, givin' myself fuckin' whip lash

Lookin' back on my life like I done did that, yeah, I'm the dove, kickin' money out the door
Yeah, yeah, me and Chris on our way to trinity grove, in my wake and I steal your faith
And your light, passing by, I lie to feel better about you
I lie to feel better about you

Km3 Track 10.
Lyrics:
Go, go, go, go
Hermès shit
I'm Ima
Hermès shit
I'm lazy, I got no friend
Hate because I'm fucking loud

I'm fucking shit, I'm fucking loud
I'm shit, I'm shit
But if it up to me
Yeah, I'll read a fly

Then, yeah, I'll pull the picture
Like, bitch, your picture's walking
Like, bitch, you fall for perfect
Like, dog, I, I get nervous

Like, I got, I got knockin nervous
Like, I got, I got knockin nervous
Like, I got, I got knockin nervous
Like, I got, I got knockin nervous

Let me put the money to the side
Put us one, put us one
Never take back what I said
Or what we done, what we done

You cannot match me, so I'm done
Chasin' sun, chasin' sun
I'm fuckin' dead, pee out my woes
And out my lows and out my lungs

Like, you look gay, or sum
But I'm not gay, or sum
Bitch, I'm happy
Bitch, I'm happy where I'm from

Bitch, I'm poppin
Bitch, I'm happy where I'm from
You can't get back me
Bitch, you ain't mad, but you ain't poppin' up

Yeah, yeah
You ain't poppin', son
Stay behind me on my grind
I'm not stoppin', son

Man, I'm feelin' like Kanye
You can't tell me none
No such thing as a hater
For an artist, bruh

You is just bullshit
Puttin' a nigga in a bad position
Now it's fuck you and all these chumps
I ain't movin' if it don't get bucks

If it ain't gourmet then I ain't eatin
Shout out to the chef, he been workin' so damn hard
Surprise, young man, they broke his wrist
The way he be trappin' is hard

Look up to the sky every day and I thank God
I pray for my enemies, I learned that from Young Dolph
God, please take care of my angels, man
I wish I could hear them talk

I know they watch over me
Y'all always gon be in my heart
Not here to mourn on the beat
I'm celebratin' life in all its feats

My team's never known defeat
Only else we throwin' up is when we bumpin' EST
I'm the next CLEVKING
Ready to take my throne inside my city

Like you look gay or sum
But I'm not gay or sum
Bitch, I'm happy
Bitch, I'm happy where I'm from

Bitch, I'm happy
Bitch, I'm happy where I'm from
You can't get mad at me
Bitch, you ain't mad at me

You ain't cop, no
Cop
Cop
Cop

Hop in the shade
I'm all, I'm all hop in the shade
And they see I got new red red
They become so fuckin' loud

I'm crackin' shots
Never found a lie
I ain't sayin' a lie
But it ain't been up to me

Y'all be the fuckin
Like, I got, I got knockin nervous
Like, I got, I got knockin nervous
Like, I got, I got knockin nervous

Dylan you piss me off
Morons

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