Astrals

[Intro]
On the real though

[Verse 1]
Show a fuck nigga real bad he copied it
All that smoke in the air, man we popping shit
To be honest I can't even fuck with em
All that fakin and flogging thats oppa shit
Flex up on my ex I ain't stopping shit
Flex up on my city what's popping fam
Lil brother put a shell give you 30 clip
Leave that metal inside you like Iron Man
I know some niggas who can't keep it real
I know some niggas who deep in the field
Keep it a buck till we touchin the mills
And still gotta keep the shit real
Smoking that O.G., got a cough
Maybe you w, out a loss
You wish you could get it all, fuck a cost
Young nigga made away, like a boss
Still in the hood, trying to take off
Get in the whip have a race off, vroom
Money count money count money count
If it ain't money don't come around (that way)
Better stay on track no run arounds
Everybody stare when we come around
And everyody around me on fuck shit
On the front a nigga on some dumb shit

[Hook]
I said
Either pray to the lord, or change up your energy
I popped me a tab and went world high
Smoke me some gas went sky high
Fucked up on the cloud, no mile high
Yeah, no mile high
I'm fly like a motherfucking jet plane
Currency talk, the jet way nigga
I don't fuck with school so don't test me
I don't fuck with school so don't test me nigga
We running this shit, no ESPY's nigga
Swear that this shit is a blessing nigga

[Verse 2]
Just got the pack now it's time to run up
Don't play with my niggas not toting for fun
See too much shit we ain't smoking for nothing
Lil bro said he die by the checks, damn
You know that I die by the checks
But let me digress, uh
Zone 6 shit pray to the lord before I duck
Just let me digress
45 by my hip no I don't play with no scrubs
Working for the best life, no I won't stay with my trunk
When its 90 or 60 degrees
We still on the run for that cream
He see fame want to switch on the team
Roll another just blowing off steam
I said

[Hook]
Either pray to the lord or change up your energy
I popped me a tab and went world high
Smoke me some gas went sky high
Fucked up on the cloud, no mile high
Yeah, no mile high
I'm fly like a motherfucking jet plane
Currency talk, the jet way nigga
I don't fuck with school so don't test me
I don't fuck with school so don't test me nigga
We running this shit, no ESPY's nigga
Swear that this shit is a blessing nigga
Yeah