Skywalker - Illusions

Nigga I'm a top dawg with the way that I spit it
You the type to spend all your money when you get it
I'm the type to save my money to buy a village
God gave me talent, I'm a hustler how I flip it
Im jacking on the beat, 'cause I come just to rip it
Your music is so childish, hopscotch how we skip it
I need to take a vacation, 'cause you hoes tripping
I'm done waiting on you bitches, I'm not tipping
Y'all ass need to wake up and see the vision
They not gone stop 'til they put us all in prison
Listening to Jadas got us all Will Smithing
You can get smacked if you think your jokes hitting
Rock your ass to sleep if you think that I'm kidding
Got my Tommy when I cruise on a power mission
Helen Keller how I see it, you niggas not listening
Fuck going viral I was built to go the distance
Trapped in the fog all you see is illusions
They gas you niggas up, you can't see through the pollution
I'm back for revenge, nigga this is retribution
I got 99 problems, with 1 solution
Kill everybody, all you motherfuckers die
Kill everybody, all you motherfuckers die
Kill everybody, all you motherfuckers die
Kill everybody, all you motherfuckers die
You ain't felt pain 'til you seen yo momma cry
Brother locked up, he get out in '25
The day I lost Diamond, I was asking God why
Put pain in the music just to make the song cry
My cousin set my baby momma up, just to die
Family or my son I had to pick sides
My son come first so I had to cut tides
Niggas end up dead cause they can't control they're pride
Nigga Imma grind all day
Yeah Imma grind all day
'Cause I don't want to go back to them pissy hallways
Lining niggas up 'cause I'm giving out fades
Never show my hand, just know it's all spades
Almost dropped out, 'cause I couldn't registrate
Grandma said, "Boy yo ass better graduate"
The pressure beating on my chest like a 808
Every bitch I gave my heart to, lead to heartbreak
Pops was doing drills making niggas Harlem Shake
I was selling crack with my momma all day
I treat it like chess, any moves that I make
Kill everybody, all you motherfuckers die
Kill everybody, all you motherfuckers die
Kill everybody, all you motherfuckers die
Kill everybody, all you motherfuckers die
Trapped in the fog all you see is illusions
They gas you niggas up, you can't see through the pollution
I'm back for revenge, nigga this is retribution
I got 99 problems, with 1 solution
Kill everybody, all you motherfuckers die
Kill everybody, all you motherfuckers die
Kill everybody, all you motherfuckers die
Kill everybody, all you motherfuckers die

Written by:
Sammie Walker

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