Schizo/ Hollow dreams interlude

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Yeah
 You see us over here stuntin'
 Boy
 It's that real life
 You know what this is
 Hah
 Save me from what?
 I'm living a dream
 Uh
 It's that real life that we living
 Sittin' top of them riches
 Moscato we sippin', got them models in my linen
 Them women that like women, I keep some bad degenerates
 So Ellen, no "L" in, my team we stay winning
 Aw you see the crew, we mobbin'
 I keep the goon and goblin
 That's on point, don't need a tool, cuz I keep a shooter around me
 Boy I ball, never fallin'
 I'm the year without the autumn
 Make it rain, it snows no feet, I'm the chair without the ottoman
 Cash rules all around me, ask Wu if you doubt me
 Hood dreams that got instilled
 Til these hood dreams came out as real
 Pockets used to look like Ally McBeal
 Now them things look like Uncle Phil
 Live empty but I keep them bottles filled, straight to hell but who cares?!
 This that real life that we're living
 Sittin' atop of them riches
 No need for no hero, cuz we live like we're villains
 So flawed, no law, no cost, no permission
 Oh God, no god, no gospel, no Christian
 It's that real life that we're living 'cept it feels like something's missin
 'Cept it feels like we dyin', if we say it feels right, we lyin'
 Am I living life official, or living artificial?
 Is this a dream or is it real? I'm living like a schizo
 O-o-o-Official, blow the whistle
 I know a lot about all of these missiles
 That's aimed at me, cuz it's plain to see
 You gotta be where I been just to have this visual
 A pistol aimed at my mental
 And uh-uh a bat, or-or a rod
 Um I can't recall, I ain't playing games
 That's taboo to play God
 Or try to play God and take a life
 This serious mane, you curious right? Nope
 Well sir, everything's fine, I made it up
 I'm out my mind, lyin' so they'd let me in
 I know there's a war I can't ignore
 But they tell me if I don't then I lose my friends
 I done lost my mind what else can I give?
 What can I do to prove this true?
 Huh, I don't just wanna be right
 But I'm tryna bring the shadows to the light, yeah yeah
 Man I know I'd give my life
 Would you die for fame? Die for pain?
 No one would, its all in vain
 But would you die to live?
 They say it makes no sense, but it does to me
 Cuz I'm I'm alive in Him
 It's that real life that we're living
 Sittin' atop of them riches
 No need for no hero, cuz we live like we're villains
 So flawed, no law, no cost, no permission
 Oh God, no god, no gospel, no Christian
 It's that real life that we're living 'cept it feels like something's missin
 'Cept it feels like we dyin', if we say it feels right, we lyin'
 Am I living life official, or living artificial?
 Is this a dream or is it real? I'm living like a schizo
 They're so enticing, these hollow dreams
 When they invite me, come follow me
 Living fast, Apollo speed
 Living masks, Halloween
 I see it, I see it
 Of wicked, I'm envious
 Contentment is in Jesus, but I see it, I need it
 I see it, I see it
 Of riches I'm envious
 Contentment is in Jesus, but I see it
 Ugh, I can't lie there's been plenty
 Of times my mind's in a frenzy
 And my eyes are full of what's tempting
 And my heart is darkened with envy
 Cuz I want the money that's lengthy
 I'm sick of counting these pennies
 I wanna ride in a Bentley
 Cuz I'm sick of driving this 10-speed
 The wicked and the arrogant
 Living off of them dead presidents
 Even though pride is their necklace
 Cares of this life not evidenced
 Mouth lay claim to where Heaven is
 Tongues take earthly possessions, kid
 Ask if God has intelligence, fly as pelicans, life of wealthiness
 Believe, life ain't always what it seems
 It seems as though that they're living their dreams
 Hold up, hold fast, they make more cash
 Stirring a bowl that's holding more wrath
 So when the Lord does finally roll back curtains, the judgment is gon' be so bad
 Joey Jackson, real bad
 His holy wrath, they gon' feel that
 Just like a dream, when You arise, their fantasies You will despise
 My heart was grieved, but You're my God, Psalm 73 helped clear my eyes
 Just like a dream, when You arise, their fantasies You will despise
 My heart was grieved, but You're my God, Psalm 73 helped clear my eyes
 Psalm 73 helped clear my eyes
 Psalm 73 helped clear my eyes
 Helped clear my eyes
 Yeah
 Psalm 73 helped clear my eyes
 Clear my eyes

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Duration
06:05
Key
5
Tempo
130 BPM

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