M4.RK - SEQUENCE

Wake up but it feel like im dreamin
Too real I dont ever have to pretend
Threw it back
Fell in love with the sequence
Now im freakin
In the evening
Competition with myself
No one competing
Had her hittin high notes
Like she the weekend
She so sweet
It break my heart to recess pieces
She on offence
Im on defense

The way I open the bottle
Shows that im mature
And as aged as this reposado
Life of pablo
Moments
Hot as cobo
High as Eiffel
Own it
Big as lotto
Sharpen up my edge
Never define as a weakness
But how I made it out
It would strengthen up my allegiance
Look at all the legends
How im making them descend
Cause ive been on the grind as of recent stuck in a sequence
Wake up but it feel like im dreamin
Too real I dont ever have to pretend
Threw it back
Fell in love with the sequence
Now im freakin
In the evening
Competition with myself
No one competing
Had her hittin high notes
Like she the weekend
She so sweet
It break my heart to recess pieces
She on offence
Im on defense
Wake up but it feel like im dreamin
Too real I dont ever have to pretend
Threw it back
Fell in love with the sequence
Now im freakin
In the evening
Competition with myself
No one competing
Had her hittin high notes
Like she the weekend
She so sweet
It break my heart to recess pieces
She on offence
Im on defense

Top of the world as a pitstop
Know my crib need a view Resembling pittock
My Head in the clouds
My hand in my ziploc
Dont you waste your life on media Time gonna tik tok
Deep thoughts emerge
While im puffin the gas
Crazy how I past the finish line
But my victory last
Crazy how my future molded out
From mistakes in the past
Brazy how I made em fold and doubt
Im the ace of the pack

Wake up but it feel like im dreamin
Too real I dont ever have to pretend
Threw it back
Fell in love with the sequence
Now im freakin
In the evening
Competition with myself
No one competing
Had her hittin high notes
Like she the weekend
She so sweet
It break my heart to recess pieces
She on offence
Im on defense

Alter the beat
Its as heat as a demon
Theres more of a meaning
Too far for retreating
I mean it
I been independent
My tounge is a weapon
Ill answer your question
When deep in confession
A blessing im breathing
Oo

Silence in sessions
Im deep in reflection
I color corrected all the complexions
That I seen while im dreaming
For real
But I have been restless
In studio sessions
Till it hit like an effen
The mag is extended
Cant leave it anemic

To be honest
I dont even have a problem just rapping it out
Founding fore father of the fronts
But born in the south
City of the dodgers king pins
Fillin paper with loud
Where they push packs
Gain stacks
And evade from the crowd

Need me three routes
If I find myself taking a route
Need me three coupes
If I wanna go race them around
Never stop the running
If you wanna be running the town
Know to never runaway from goals
Youll be there in a mile

Quick to circle back like jacks hill
Caught all in the ambience
My heart turn pastel
Smoking a sack
That deadass can get shaq killed
Put me on my back like a gat
With a drum wheel

Ill beat your face blue
Till your blood teal
Breakfast bars I always give for free Like a lunch meal
Sharpen up my pen tip to the point That it cut steel
Prison book
The barsnon fiction
Its unreal

Lonely ghetto boy
Need me a person just to visit
Know its a temporary every time
We kick it
My scenes get explicit
Talk my mind
What I have been suppressing Monolithic
While im cruising
Smoking in the pearl district
My eight o eights are kicking
Windows tinted
Dark like Hennesy was dripping
On the windows wicked
Had no pot the piss in
But my pot was pissy
Vocab godly scripted
You still elementary
Head in a back of bentley's
I need evidently
Four just for my frenzy

Im just a lonely boy
I came from the burbs
On the same corner
Where the cartel would flip a bird
Paint all in my trucks
Because im bored as hell
Just grinding curbs
If you wanna link
Just tell me where
And ill give you the word

We should go and hike
Because a couple things
Been on my nerves

Yeah thats real

Written by:
Mark Moreno

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