Ladies and gentlemen scholars and simpletons, I take you back in time to where I was the middle man. I was dead broke, money came to a dead halt. Niggas was sleeping on the god, I prayed the bed broke. I had to tunnel under, felt like an anaconda how I had to move through genres. I had a dream in Tijuana I ain’t see manana. Since I woke up I been going 99 bananas
Bounce x3 from point to point I gotta go. Ask me what the time or the date I don’t know. I been spending time on the road from the crib, to the car, to the couch, to the mutherfucking floor.
Tunnel snake, basilisk,
snack on funnel cake
ravenous, hone my craft with this.
Rookie year, I might castle this,
Hazardous, show my ass with this bag and this,
Iron flask. When the iron flash make you masochist.
Pray there’s something after this, mary magdalene.
Line full of bitches when I go madeline.
They all got bags from Birken to Madden ‘nem.
Shit gets maddening, facts
Blibbidy blabbedy, blicky go make a casualty.
Sticky rolled in a wrap of leaf.
I been smoking on rapper weed.
Heavily, god been setting me up, for a different pedigree.
I’m tryna get out the box, niggas ain’t letting me.
Beatrix kiddo when opposition go bury me.
I heard that they were killing off dreams, well scary terry me
from Imaginary Everything
released May 7, 2021
produced by L'Orange
vocals by Namir Blade & Quelle Chris
mixed by Willie Green
mastered by Joe Hutchinson
recorded by Namir Blade
assistant Engineered by Tevin Prince
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