The Alchemist, Domo Genesis, Freddie Gibbs, Hodgy - Tesla lyrics

Dear lord have mercy on me
I don't give a fuck about none of you niggas
I'm one person homie
One nigga in the cruel world
I used to picture myself in the sky
And now I'm soaring through the cool worlds
Ain't it funny how thoughts work
I'm steaming marijuana cause I
Figure it's clockwork
A matter of seconds, I'm innocent
Now it's, I'm watching diminishing power
I'm watching all the latest
Who'd sooner devour
And I just want a piece of that
Free from all the greed
Of the prestigious cats
I plead they never take my soul from
Me and I'll bleed for that
Do you believe in that?
Nigga's hearts weak, I can feel it
That's why I hardly speak, only visions
I only keep my focus on these missions
Can't nothing breach it
Wolf Gang with no secret or misses who
Bring the heat to the kitchen

God bless the child that got his fucking own
ESGN we left that other label fuck alone
Up under the mask, in front
Of the stove, bitch, i'm right at home
We shipping the load and dip in some Vogues
You know what we riding on
East side, Five Trey gang banger
Caine slanger
Smokin the best in the Tesla electical
Bitches I'm lane changing
You know I threw some Forgies on that fucker
Bring in the swish unless you
Ready to jump in orgies
When I bust, I made a movie out that groupie
Told your bitch to play the lead in that
My nigga was hitting
While I'm in the kitchen straight
Zipping up a freezer pack
I'm about to bring the beeper back
Do you believe in that? Hell yeah
I know you do
These ' is motor rolling boots
It's literally the shit to live by die to
Get high to they fucking with Gangsta Gibbs
Whether they Crip walk, or
Piru, the dope gang, these hot boots
So pop back as I do, bitch
I said the dope gang was my boots
Sold my past as I do, bitch

And I just broke up with my bitch
Told her get the fuck out my whip
Yellow bricks is the money, her name is rich
You get clotheslined stitched if you snitch
Snitch
I got one clip and I don't miss, bitch
You're like a bird to the scarecrow
A pharaoh i am, hit a nigga with a rare bow
But with aero prepared to
Release through narrow ghettos
My position is bare flow, Flintstone rocks
I know you smell me nigga
I'm getting money, money is good
What can you tell me, nigga?
Nothing, comprendre? I'm popping
Cd's and sensei i cover my mouth and hold my
Tongue for shit I can't say
Ate her a couple of months
Now this house full of hella squishy
Pussy, don't try to push me, I'm star diving
Free falling
Get off of who? These nuts, free balling
You got one for and I
Got four number three calling
Keep it 300 or 3 stacks, I never act
But I'm 'bout the action when I react, negro