Atlas said he's dropping the world tonight
Like we deserve a couple of days
People wanting diamonds and pearls in life
I guess he couldn't handle the weight
Who do you run to when the world beneath is gone?
'Cause there's plenty good homes for the wicked here
And money does grow on trees
And the people looking up for the answers here
When the truth is lying at your feet
All that's here is you and me
Michelangelo did the sistine
Tupac is living down in south Jamaica
When I'm gone I know you gon' miss me
They like how you gon' say 'fore you even make it
How you gon' dream so f**ing big who you the f**in' savior
You need a lover of a hater either one could tame ya
You need some hard time in a school
You need some pharmaceuticals
You need somebody who ain't you to come and swoop and save ya
I need that f**ing ba** up
I need that James Blake up
I'm out here singing like a rooster I hope someone wakes up
I need some ... when I hear you say go get that paper
Imma get it anyway, but, I ain't tryna hear that
I don't do them cliches
I don't do them replays
We don't do what you do
Cuz you follow what we say
Atlas said he's dropping the world tonight
Like we deserve a couple of days
People wanting diamonds and pearls in life
I guess he couldn't handle the weight
Who do you run to when the world beneath is gone?
'Cause there's plenty good homes for the wicked here
And money does grow on trees
And the people looking up for the answers here
When the truth is lying at your feet
But as soon as that sky is falling
I'll be the first to drop down to my knees
And see, if there's something more than you and me
There's people running to their loved ones
The freeway's packed with empty cars
There's people crowding in the churches
But they ain't as crowded as the bars
I found my hope inside this music sh**
I'm on a hill just writing bars
I think it's crazy I'm not losing it
I ain't looked once up at the stars
Have no fear, no fear
Still here, still here
No fear, no fear
Still here, still here
Have no fear, no fear
Still here, still here
No fear, no fear
Still here, still here
Yeah, dear god we're full of sighs
Give us another sun
Maybe we'll hear it over all these drunken lullaby's
I burnt my cash this morning
Nothing but rap this morning
I even post it on the 'gram so I can act important
No one left to honor us
Can't check who the designer was
Lookin' cold as hell but all that ice and shining blinding us
We the ones that lie to us
This shallow man is gone
Say he was draped up in Versace when that n***a died alone