Trey Posey - Anonymous

Painting my feelings
Don't paint me as villain
I wear the weight, no cape on my back
I'm ready, able, and willing
For any dealings, Aces, Jacks
Deal with it and still win
It's really fulfilling
In my bag, in my brief and they thieves and
They scheming to steal it
Demon hours
If I go purging, don't be astounded
Doing my homework I need allowance
Tonight gon' be a show, Jimmy Fallon
Head is clouded, where is heaven round here
What if a nigga not allowed in
It's in the air, I stay grounded
Y'all was sugar coating since Kool Aid pouches
Devil gettin close
But I wont go
They gon' try to tour us like horoscopes
They tore us down to the floor
Won't box me in, I know the ropes
Roy Jones, down ten toes on two soles
Maybe I ain't a goat yet cause I ain't sold my soul
Yeah
I really been waiting
My back feeling weighted
This time I'm making a statement
Prolific pictures I'm painting
I'm like when will the pain end
Patient but really the thing is
Shooting up prayers, amen
Might send a letter to satan
Like what you talking bout
What your problem is
Keep on sending demons out
I'm so tired of this, aye
Just by word of mouth
Spill my consciouses
Letters and the documents
Make sure that it's anonymous
Make sure that shit is anonymous
Never had a pot to piss instead
I'll find my own with all confidence
So I'm bottomless
Facing all consequences
Missing all this shit just cause my cautiousness
But niggas dying, you missing the obvious
Shows your incompetence
Common sense
These words are just spewing from the esophagus
Damaged documents
Straight from my thoughts and man
I promise I will show my prominence
Wanna make it to the top and just
Sky scrape shit you know, metropolis
My pen so singed
Hells heat can't damage me, I'd be god damned
In the same boat as back then now I'm the captain
Put it in park and belts unfasten
Parkour over the traffic
Like lights, camera, backflip
Aye
I really been waiting
My back feeling weighted
This time I'm making a statement
Prolific pictures I'm painting
I'm like when will the pain end
Patient but really the thing is
Shooting up prayers, amen
Might send a letter to satan
Like what you talking bout
What your problem is
Keep on sending demons out
I'm so tired of this, aye
Just by word of mouth
Spill my consciouses
Letters and the documents
Make sure that it's anonymous
I know how you move
Don't play by no rules
Let me introduce you to you
Revealing my truths
On my own two
Sailing, no cruise
Gotta lie low, lay low
Try more, switch the motto
To get some pesos
I feel hell around me man
I need to pray more
Highway to hell, horns everywhere
But I seek halos
I really been waiting
My back feeling weighted
This time I'm making a statement
Prolific pictures I'm painting
I'm like when will the pain end
Patient but really the thing is
Shooting up prayers, amen
Might send a letter to satan
Like what you talking bout
What your problem is
Keep on sending demons out
I'm so tired of this, aye
Just by word of mouth
Spill my consciouses
Letters and the documents
Make sure that it's anonymous

Written by:
Trey Posey

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