Jade Ox - InterspaceSOULgate lyrics

[Intro] Seen it with my iris Rap game Osiris I hold it I sold it I told it Spit bullets, I pull it Then I'm locked and loaded [Bridge] Cruising in my city looking around for destination Pocket full of change, nothing's changed but the station Trying to cop a brick full of meditation Heaven be the spot to stop and yea we got the reservations Problem facing, life ain't give no explanation This is preparation, money motivation Dancing around with circumstances on a stage Smoking Swishers make conditions fly away [Verse 1] Light the spliff to get to see my dream world Gla** of NyQuil see my dream girl Promethazine make the scenes twirl Flexing on the sixteen (word?) Sixteen (girls) Taste the moisture, every line an oyster, sixteen (pearls) Got my head in the clouds, I can see the heavens Put it in the trees and I can see the blessings I just breathe the leaves and leave at seven, see the reverend If he selling lies hope he also selling blessings Cause I know some people that will sell some weapons Cell repping I'm just trying to sell records Please, god help us My reflection held suspection that I'm on next Is my complexion really good enough for Complex? In the context, no contest If you really want it, spit bubonic Mixed with chronic smoke it until you on this Be honest Drinking from the bottle, got my feet up on the throttle Yes my art is martial, and my heart too partial Take the game, remodel, now my sink all marble [Hook x4] Soldiers in the war, we just soldiers in the field Survival is the motto but they hoping I get k**ed I'm just trying to buy my momma a couple nice things Get her fingers on the froze, couple ice rings Take her around the world, couple nights in Hotels up in Paris that we might spend Get the paper let the paper know my face All these faces So I face it Know they faking Models on the scene Chasing dreams All these models Trying to make it Put my team on my back, that's just how I felt I don't need your help, did it by myself When the money backstroke, did it just like Phelps When them hoes backstroke, did it just like Phelps Damn my city cold, drop some heat, let it melt Trying to stab my back, I don't ask, homie I can tell I just let them stunt, let them front, might as well Keep they mouth up on the run A hater never need a breather So I keep a heater on the gun But I don't trust him neither All these lies they telling me, helping me, see the truth Envy in their eyes, when I look I see the proof [Hook] [Outro x3] Losing my mind, I'm losing my mind