resonance cascade

[Intro]
Yo-yo, yo-yo-yo, yo-yo
You niggas be on 4tran and shit
(I record with the .40 on my hip, no lie)
We gettin’ money, nigga
(make me feel safe)
We gettin’ bread, nigga
(Y'all niggas sketch me out)
Big beautiful bills, nigga
The ****?
Ayo, ayo

[Verse 1: lulamoon]
Ayo, it’s my fault, resonance cascade (Uh-huh)
I’m goin’ out the back way
Spun your track and now I’m tryna forget it like my hoe phase (Trash)
Pack another bowl full of bouquet (Smoke that)
She put her nose to the blade and sniffed the whole thing (Snort)
No way
No tax, rather fold pay (Huh)
Rearranged, I was not tryna die offa old age (Not at all)
So it goes, soul stuffed into the wrong shape
Mind state not conducive
Accrewin’ the right pay required to put food on my child plate
So **** that
I been like Rachel Bighead since a rugrat
Smith and Wesson .40, controllin’ it when it buck back (buh buh buh buh)
Doe snappin’ antlers off the top till my skull crack, nigga

[Refrain]
I’ma roll that swisher (Swisha)
Only thing I tuck take souls if it hit ya (Hit ya)
Won’t sell yo ass shit, get your own strains nigga (Nigga)
NRA big pussy, I don’t see no militia, nigga (Where?)
Yo

[Verse 2: lulamoon]
Free CJ ‘till it’s backwards (My nigga)
Told me point ‘em out and he gon’ put ‘em in a backwoods (smoke that)
Came out doin’ tatts (Uh-huh, uh-huh)
Saltwater in a can
Battery and pen
Anklet with the electronic gem (Bling, bling, bling)
Joints tight as shit

[Refrain]
Let me roll that, nigga
Only thing I tuck take souls if it hit ya
Won’t sell yo ass shit, get your own strains nigga
NRA big pussy, I don’t see no militia (not at all)
Ooh
Yeah, yeah

[Verse 3: Roberto]
Halted by the pendulum
Running up these fractions
Tryna multiply my dividends
Altered by the scripture, action nullified
My passion in the ultraviolet innocence
I breathe life into art til i see sculpted lines and finishes
The faults I find diminished
3.5 in a raw ethereal
That time you spending wasted
Trying to hog the steering wheel
Go for the gold, stand on my toes, I’m hoping you hear me well
Stains on my clothes, bowl after bowl i ain't talking cereal
Make no mistake im leaving her back aching
This Elantra shakes at the brakes we sleeping on black pavement
Lick him on an eighth of the shake
I skate from the jakes
The price of back payments bank on my fate
We straight to the paint
I can tell from the shots that you sending you with the shits
Come too close to son, and you’ll meet your ending like Icarus
I’m supposed to run? You ain’t shivering timbers
I overcome, none of you sinners, contenders
I got friends that’s into dirts
And some that’s in the dirt
I got some that go to work
And some that’s flipping work
I got some that’s on a shirt
And some that’s printing shirts
A beautiful dichotomy
**** what you simps on, I’m Homer just moving through the odyssey
**** bout nothing less, it’s blue faces, purple weed, and honesty
Stay on point like archery do
I know you’d fold in a moment if you walked in these shoes
**** your bitch in some Starbury twos
It’s the golden component
I probably sold my opponent an 1/8 of penis envy
This what it sound like when my burner cry
See them blue lights in they down time, they got murder minds
Hit 'em two times while he outside, he get kirkified
Talk out the side of my neck coherently
Tighten my chest, signing my check, dog whistle, y’all ain’t hearing me
Lion’s mane for the clarity
Hog thistle for the pain
Times have changed
If I’m there to see
I’m singing in the rain
Eat a ****ing dick

[Outro]
You see, the old version of you is the version of you that’s always protected you up until now
So by trying to destroy it, you’re opening yourself up to feelings of shame and guilt, of regret and embarrassment, and those are all lower frequency emotions
Whereas, when you rise above your current state of consciousness
When you raise your frequency out of this physical plane and put it into your mental and spiritual plane
Then you understand that you can just direct the human, yeah?