Airospace - W.A.D.H. lyrics
[Airospace - W.A.D.H. lyrics]
Rhode Island to Frank
A nigga bucked on my shoulder
While i'm walking to church
Sanctuary my home and i've
Been needing to pray
Isolate in my room and ash
The curb on the jay slim looking too hard
Bitch i wish that you would
Take a step on that sandbar
My fist in the moon
Switch i'm ending your lights
And stick my head to the goons
I peep the corner at 12
The tide is higher at noon
My heart is nuclear fission
I split an atom in two only sol and y luna
Mi mami pop with a tool
She hold and calling me papi
I pop like party balloons
I pop like shots in the new year
You popping your truth yeah
Million dollars and a bentley
Wishing harder for an enzo
I was sober when you met me
Changes happened when i met low
Lower standard on my friendship
Only kept you cuz you hate alone
Soothe say what you don't say
What you should say when you get close
Fuck boy why you running around
See your spot nigga run in yo house
Pop shit you get sent to the cloud
Ten niggas with hundreds of rounds
Talk loud i can quiet you down
No beef you get sent to the ground
Loose teeth get you knocked in the mouth
No speak we go pound for the pound
No speed you a target for sight
Smoke cheef then you bleeding amounts
Slow creep with your weakness in sight
No leaf but i'm hidden in sound
Fuck nigga i'll buss in yo head
Birdbox when i'm off of the heads
Medicated when i'm meditating
Heavy burden imma set it straight then
A nigga bucked on my shoulder
While i'm walking to church
Sanctuary my home and i've
Been needing to pray
Isolate in my room and ash
The curb on the jay slim looking too hard
Bitch i wish that you would
Take a step on that sandbar
My fist in the moon
Switch i'm ending your lights
And stick my head to the goons
I peep the corner at 12
The tide is higher at noon
My heart is nuclear fission
I split an atom in two only sol and y luna
Mi mami pop with a tool
She hold and calling me papi
I pop like party balloons
I pop like shots in the new year
You popping your truth yeah
Million dollars and a bentley
Wishing harder for an enzo
I was sober when you met me
Changes happened when i met low
Lower standard on my friendship
Only kept you cuz you hate alone
Soothe say what you don't say
What you should say when you get close
Fuck boy why you running around
See your spot nigga run in yo house
Pop shit you get sent to the cloud
Ten niggas with hundreds of rounds
Talk loud i can quiet you down
No beef you get sent to the ground
Loose teeth get you knocked in the mouth
No speak we go pound for the pound
No speed you a target for sight
Smoke cheef then you bleeding amounts
Slow creep with your weakness in sight
No leaf but i'm hidden in sound
Fuck nigga i'll buss in yo head
Birdbox when i'm off of the heads
Medicated when i'm meditating
Heavy burden imma set it straight then