New Religion
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โฑ๏ธ 4:40 duration
๐ ID: 5613833
๐ Lyrics
Start to listen to the force in him
Can't be forced to go along with something that's not him
I'ma start my own religion
Not some bullshit non-profit
Y'all ain't saw my vision, I'm butter with it
Y'all butterfingers ain't caught it
After calling all attention to it
Had to prove it so they don't confuse how I got it
All the real profits chill with prostitutes and kill coppers
Why you still talking?
Only thing I'm counting is my losses
Only thing that it's amounting to is more bars
I need more parchment
I need more ink for this feather
I don't drink much, but this weather
Think I might have to sleep on air for good measure
I got better, I'm not ever gonna stop
The pressure is my pleasure
Makes me owe more precious rock, a treasure, a gem
Just a gesture to buy my record
Give my best effort to let you in to the facts
Since before I brought back the fitted cap didn't cap
Why I feel disrespect when they don't give me daps
When they pass used to get to me
But now it gives me laughs
'Cause they rejected me and now they kiss my ass
We don't gotta get into that stuff
Ball out, all out, stunt
Do what you want (like they care)
Who's to tell you what is what?
I had to tell ya sometimes the facts
Could come back and tell ya
Could derail ya
Stab you in the back and pale ya
Had to be picky pad
When you feed these chickies facts
Leave the babies mad in their bags
I ain't hearing that
Are you serious? Been in that
Since I could remember in the bag
Version of the bag
Say I never sent it
Now I'm in my Birkin
Drop a couple stacks
Purchase what I wanted
Pop a couple tags
Yeah I worked for that
Now I'm a stunner in it
Hash my blunt in it
Hardly wanted it
Done with it
After I wipe my cum with it
Everything comes to an end
And starts again for some of my friends
Just good riddance
Put my trust in them and to the good Christians
I'm a bad Catholic on a good mission
Spastic but give a good listen
But your standards don't expect me to just get along with it
I couldn't adhere
In one out the other ear
Couldn't see linear
It was all jumbled
Wasn't jargon for what I thought, what I wondered
Wasn't on the chart (tell them what you want)
Uh, what I was involved in wasn't taught
We don't gotta get into that stuff
Ball out, all out, stunt
Do what you want (like they care)
Who's to tell you what is what?
Staying savvy
From when they birthed me to my grave dirty
After gettin' made purty by the mortician
What's the cost of what they call tradition?
Can't convert me
Ain't gon' be working straight laced in my late 30s
With a fake purpose, some company made for me
Come on, come for me, can't turn me
You, me came in the game early
Was a youth, stains on my shirt when I still came early
One thing I can't do is cave, let the game
Indie, mainstream, side thing, or main girly
Take my one earthly possession, my discretion
My obsession with seeing something beyond the lenses
With finding something beyond the lessons
Taught by the clergy or the reverends
Even agnostics caught in it, locked in
Their religion, the system that they was tossed in
I've been tossed in sorts, different type of locked in
Since I dropped in, not talking Tony Hawk shit
Different type of dropped in, talking 'bout the site for the top shit
Matter of fact, talking Tony Hawk shit
Take my name, make a profit off it
Talking bullshit, graduate the mall markets
See beyond it, concepts, king is conspic
Conquest, I'm taking all this
But let you rock with what you got on to the next
Plot to spread thoughts, progress
It's all part of the process
On your mark, set, go, start walking
Long road to run, mountain tops, marshes
But when you come close, start jogging
See a light through the darkness
Parts but waters waiting across the arches
Need to make an offering
Before you make your final crossing
Can't be forced to go along with something that's not him
I'ma start my own religion
Not some bullshit non-profit
Y'all ain't saw my vision, I'm butter with it
Y'all butterfingers ain't caught it
After calling all attention to it
Had to prove it so they don't confuse how I got it
All the real profits chill with prostitutes and kill coppers
Why you still talking?
Only thing I'm counting is my losses
Only thing that it's amounting to is more bars
I need more parchment
I need more ink for this feather
I don't drink much, but this weather
Think I might have to sleep on air for good measure
I got better, I'm not ever gonna stop
The pressure is my pleasure
Makes me owe more precious rock, a treasure, a gem
Just a gesture to buy my record
Give my best effort to let you in to the facts
Since before I brought back the fitted cap didn't cap
Why I feel disrespect when they don't give me daps
When they pass used to get to me
But now it gives me laughs
'Cause they rejected me and now they kiss my ass
We don't gotta get into that stuff
Ball out, all out, stunt
Do what you want (like they care)
Who's to tell you what is what?
I had to tell ya sometimes the facts
Could come back and tell ya
Could derail ya
Stab you in the back and pale ya
Had to be picky pad
When you feed these chickies facts
Leave the babies mad in their bags
I ain't hearing that
Are you serious? Been in that
Since I could remember in the bag
Version of the bag
Say I never sent it
Now I'm in my Birkin
Drop a couple stacks
Purchase what I wanted
Pop a couple tags
Yeah I worked for that
Now I'm a stunner in it
Hash my blunt in it
Hardly wanted it
Done with it
After I wipe my cum with it
Everything comes to an end
And starts again for some of my friends
Just good riddance
Put my trust in them and to the good Christians
I'm a bad Catholic on a good mission
Spastic but give a good listen
But your standards don't expect me to just get along with it
I couldn't adhere
In one out the other ear
Couldn't see linear
It was all jumbled
Wasn't jargon for what I thought, what I wondered
Wasn't on the chart (tell them what you want)
Uh, what I was involved in wasn't taught
We don't gotta get into that stuff
Ball out, all out, stunt
Do what you want (like they care)
Who's to tell you what is what?
Staying savvy
From when they birthed me to my grave dirty
After gettin' made purty by the mortician
What's the cost of what they call tradition?
Can't convert me
Ain't gon' be working straight laced in my late 30s
With a fake purpose, some company made for me
Come on, come for me, can't turn me
You, me came in the game early
Was a youth, stains on my shirt when I still came early
One thing I can't do is cave, let the game
Indie, mainstream, side thing, or main girly
Take my one earthly possession, my discretion
My obsession with seeing something beyond the lenses
With finding something beyond the lessons
Taught by the clergy or the reverends
Even agnostics caught in it, locked in
Their religion, the system that they was tossed in
I've been tossed in sorts, different type of locked in
Since I dropped in, not talking Tony Hawk shit
Different type of dropped in, talking 'bout the site for the top shit
Matter of fact, talking Tony Hawk shit
Take my name, make a profit off it
Talking bullshit, graduate the mall markets
See beyond it, concepts, king is conspic
Conquest, I'm taking all this
But let you rock with what you got on to the next
Plot to spread thoughts, progress
It's all part of the process
On your mark, set, go, start walking
Long road to run, mountain tops, marshes
But when you come close, start jogging
See a light through the darkness
Parts but waters waiting across the arches
Need to make an offering
Before you make your final crossing
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:05.99] Start to listen to the force in him
[00:08.20] Can't be forced to go along with something that's not him
[00:11.59] I'ma start my own religion
[00:13.26] Not some bullshit non-profit
[00:15.06] Y'all ain't saw my vision, I'm butter with it
[00:17.34] Y'all butterfingers ain't caught it
[00:19.44] After calling all attention to it
[00:21.74] Had to prove it so they don't confuse how I got it
[00:24.72] All the real profits chill with prostitutes and kill coppers
[00:28.47] Why you still talking?
[00:29.78] Only thing I'm counting is my losses
[00:31.90] Only thing that it's amounting to is more bars
[00:34.74] I need more parchment
[00:36.20] I need more ink for this feather
[00:38.47] I don't drink much, but this weather
[00:40.56] Think I might have to sleep on air for good measure
[00:43.37] I got better, I'm not ever gonna stop
[00:46.17] The pressure is my pleasure
[00:47.23] Makes me owe more precious rock, a treasure, a gem
[00:50.30] Just a gesture to buy my record
[00:52.53] Give my best effort to let you in to the facts
[00:55.70] Since before I brought back the fitted cap didn't cap
[00:58.92] Why I feel disrespect when they don't give me daps
[01:02.03] When they pass used to get to me
[01:04.04] But now it gives me laughs
[01:05.94] 'Cause they rejected me and now they kiss my ass
[01:09.21] We don't gotta get into that stuff
[01:12.46] Ball out, all out, stunt
[01:15.38] Do what you want (like they care)
[01:18.66] Who's to tell you what is what?
[01:20.00] I had to tell ya sometimes the facts
[01:21.97] Could come back and tell ya
[01:23.65] Could derail ya
[01:24.68] Stab you in the back and pale ya
[01:26.34] Had to be picky pad
[01:27.62] When you feed these chickies facts
[01:29.12] Leave the babies mad in their bags
[01:30.88] I ain't hearing that
[01:31.97] Are you serious? Been in that
[01:33.74] Since I could remember in the bag
[01:35.46] Version of the bag
[01:36.45] Say I never sent it
[01:37.54] Now I'm in my Birkin
[01:38.60] Drop a couple stacks
[01:39.86] Purchase what I wanted
[01:40.91] Pop a couple tags
[01:42.37] Yeah I worked for that
[01:43.53] Now I'm a stunner in it
[01:44.78] Hash my blunt in it
[01:45.81] Hardly wanted it
[01:46.84] Done with it
[01:47.52] After I wipe my cum with it
[01:49.11] Everything comes to an end
[01:50.56] And starts again for some of my friends
[01:52.66] Just good riddance
[01:53.55] Put my trust in them and to the good Christians
[01:55.51] I'm a bad Catholic on a good mission
[01:57.87] Spastic but give a good listen
[01:59.92] But your standards don't expect me to just get along with it
[02:03.69] I couldn't adhere
[02:04.93] In one out the other ear
[02:06.42] Couldn't see linear
[02:07.67] It was all jumbled
[02:09.40] Wasn't jargon for what I thought, what I wondered
[02:12.90] Wasn't on the chart (tell them what you want)
[02:14.51] Uh, what I was involved in wasn't taught
[02:18.02] We don't gotta get into that stuff
[02:20.82] Ball out, all out, stunt
[02:24.30] Do what you want (like they care)
[02:27.49] Who's to tell you what is what?
[02:28.86] Staying savvy
[02:30.26] From when they birthed me to my grave dirty
[02:32.64] After gettin' made purty by the mortician
[02:35.31] What's the cost of what they call tradition?
[02:37.37] Can't convert me
[02:38.21] Ain't gon' be working straight laced in my late 30s
[02:41.12] With a fake purpose, some company made for me
[02:43.94] Come on, come for me, can't turn me
[02:46.24] You, me came in the game early
[02:48.71] Was a youth, stains on my shirt when I still came early
[02:52.55] One thing I can't do is cave, let the game
[02:55.38] Indie, mainstream, side thing, or main girly
[02:58.53] Take my one earthly possession, my discretion
[03:01.26] My obsession with seeing something beyond the lenses
[03:04.05] With finding something beyond the lessons
[03:06.19] Taught by the clergy or the reverends
[03:08.22] Even agnostics caught in it, locked in
[03:11.06] Their religion, the system that they was tossed in
[03:13.77] I've been tossed in sorts, different type of locked in
[03:16.65] Since I dropped in, not talking Tony Hawk shit
[03:20.06] Different type of dropped in, talking 'bout the site for the top shit
[03:24.00] Matter of fact, talking Tony Hawk shit
[03:26.17] Take my name, make a profit off it
[03:28.63] Talking bullshit, graduate the mall markets
[03:31.30] See beyond it, concepts, king is conspic
[03:34.77] Conquest, I'm taking all this
[03:37.05] But let you rock with what you got on to the next
[03:40.52] Plot to spread thoughts, progress
[03:43.00] It's all part of the process
[03:44.85] On your mark, set, go, start walking
[03:47.21] Long road to run, mountain tops, marshes
[03:50.17] But when you come close, start jogging
[03:52.51] See a light through the darkness
[03:54.26] Parts but waters waiting across the arches
[03:57.78] Need to make an offering
[03:59.79] Before you make your final crossing
[04:02.97]
[00:08.20] Can't be forced to go along with something that's not him
[00:11.59] I'ma start my own religion
[00:13.26] Not some bullshit non-profit
[00:15.06] Y'all ain't saw my vision, I'm butter with it
[00:17.34] Y'all butterfingers ain't caught it
[00:19.44] After calling all attention to it
[00:21.74] Had to prove it so they don't confuse how I got it
[00:24.72] All the real profits chill with prostitutes and kill coppers
[00:28.47] Why you still talking?
[00:29.78] Only thing I'm counting is my losses
[00:31.90] Only thing that it's amounting to is more bars
[00:34.74] I need more parchment
[00:36.20] I need more ink for this feather
[00:38.47] I don't drink much, but this weather
[00:40.56] Think I might have to sleep on air for good measure
[00:43.37] I got better, I'm not ever gonna stop
[00:46.17] The pressure is my pleasure
[00:47.23] Makes me owe more precious rock, a treasure, a gem
[00:50.30] Just a gesture to buy my record
[00:52.53] Give my best effort to let you in to the facts
[00:55.70] Since before I brought back the fitted cap didn't cap
[00:58.92] Why I feel disrespect when they don't give me daps
[01:02.03] When they pass used to get to me
[01:04.04] But now it gives me laughs
[01:05.94] 'Cause they rejected me and now they kiss my ass
[01:09.21] We don't gotta get into that stuff
[01:12.46] Ball out, all out, stunt
[01:15.38] Do what you want (like they care)
[01:18.66] Who's to tell you what is what?
[01:20.00] I had to tell ya sometimes the facts
[01:21.97] Could come back and tell ya
[01:23.65] Could derail ya
[01:24.68] Stab you in the back and pale ya
[01:26.34] Had to be picky pad
[01:27.62] When you feed these chickies facts
[01:29.12] Leave the babies mad in their bags
[01:30.88] I ain't hearing that
[01:31.97] Are you serious? Been in that
[01:33.74] Since I could remember in the bag
[01:35.46] Version of the bag
[01:36.45] Say I never sent it
[01:37.54] Now I'm in my Birkin
[01:38.60] Drop a couple stacks
[01:39.86] Purchase what I wanted
[01:40.91] Pop a couple tags
[01:42.37] Yeah I worked for that
[01:43.53] Now I'm a stunner in it
[01:44.78] Hash my blunt in it
[01:45.81] Hardly wanted it
[01:46.84] Done with it
[01:47.52] After I wipe my cum with it
[01:49.11] Everything comes to an end
[01:50.56] And starts again for some of my friends
[01:52.66] Just good riddance
[01:53.55] Put my trust in them and to the good Christians
[01:55.51] I'm a bad Catholic on a good mission
[01:57.87] Spastic but give a good listen
[01:59.92] But your standards don't expect me to just get along with it
[02:03.69] I couldn't adhere
[02:04.93] In one out the other ear
[02:06.42] Couldn't see linear
[02:07.67] It was all jumbled
[02:09.40] Wasn't jargon for what I thought, what I wondered
[02:12.90] Wasn't on the chart (tell them what you want)
[02:14.51] Uh, what I was involved in wasn't taught
[02:18.02] We don't gotta get into that stuff
[02:20.82] Ball out, all out, stunt
[02:24.30] Do what you want (like they care)
[02:27.49] Who's to tell you what is what?
[02:28.86] Staying savvy
[02:30.26] From when they birthed me to my grave dirty
[02:32.64] After gettin' made purty by the mortician
[02:35.31] What's the cost of what they call tradition?
[02:37.37] Can't convert me
[02:38.21] Ain't gon' be working straight laced in my late 30s
[02:41.12] With a fake purpose, some company made for me
[02:43.94] Come on, come for me, can't turn me
[02:46.24] You, me came in the game early
[02:48.71] Was a youth, stains on my shirt when I still came early
[02:52.55] One thing I can't do is cave, let the game
[02:55.38] Indie, mainstream, side thing, or main girly
[02:58.53] Take my one earthly possession, my discretion
[03:01.26] My obsession with seeing something beyond the lenses
[03:04.05] With finding something beyond the lessons
[03:06.19] Taught by the clergy or the reverends
[03:08.22] Even agnostics caught in it, locked in
[03:11.06] Their religion, the system that they was tossed in
[03:13.77] I've been tossed in sorts, different type of locked in
[03:16.65] Since I dropped in, not talking Tony Hawk shit
[03:20.06] Different type of dropped in, talking 'bout the site for the top shit
[03:24.00] Matter of fact, talking Tony Hawk shit
[03:26.17] Take my name, make a profit off it
[03:28.63] Talking bullshit, graduate the mall markets
[03:31.30] See beyond it, concepts, king is conspic
[03:34.77] Conquest, I'm taking all this
[03:37.05] But let you rock with what you got on to the next
[03:40.52] Plot to spread thoughts, progress
[03:43.00] It's all part of the process
[03:44.85] On your mark, set, go, start walking
[03:47.21] Long road to run, mountain tops, marshes
[03:50.17] But when you come close, start jogging
[03:52.51] See a light through the darkness
[03:54.26] Parts but waters waiting across the arches
[03:57.78] Need to make an offering
[03:59.79] Before you make your final crossing
[04:02.97]