Last Ride

[Verse 1] I wonder if two thousand shells will be The end of me Probably not. Molly popped. Destiny was Pre determined Still I got these vermins that are oddly Shocked They don’t like to see me with no godly Watch Let alone some icetones that cover on my Body Watch the hate emerge Absurd how my talents. Which are rather Ordinary brought Extraordinary balance. The malice They just want a sip out of my chalice But reality don’t favor them Angels in the field but they don’t play For them Roll around my city got no play for them At dinner I might pay for them, but they Ain't eatin shit that’s on my plate Boy it's paper thin. Lines dividing love And hate Hate it when a saint destroy, love it when A thug create The smoke that billows outside of my Window it might suffocate em Few will hate em but they damn sure know My lines verbatim It's like the Salem Which Trials, which Trials and tribulations brought me this Style? This is how a young child rise to his Accolades My time in FLA Well that was for preparation and now it Is set to play Its hard to be brave when facing a giant But it's hard to make a change when you Silent [Hook] Ayo this could be my last ride! Shit I crashed up on that GXR I get these flashbacks like every time That I hit this swisher Boy my last ride It could be like any day And Im just tryna find my way And I ain't perfect homie This could be my last ride It's like Final Destination Many fell before the shit I rise to the occasion For my last ride Cause it could be like any day And I'm just trying to find my way And I ain't perfect homie This could be my last ride! [Verse 2] I still count my blessings Got a keen eye for deception Never rely on impression Never deny your discretion Mind manifest life Numbers tell the truth homeboy and the Rest lie Well 3 eyes of mine reading books of Eli Ever since I was knee high I knew there Was something greater That paper it wasn’t me. I felt a calling Many would sell they soul for some dollars And chains But I been keeping mine just to see how a Scholar could hang amongst these killers Drug dealers and thuggish figures And some find it strange that I realize we Are one in the same I seen they image but that’s all in the Frame I like to dig inside they mind, see whats Inside they brain Many rappers would change tryna get a Chain but that ain't what my plot contain Man I'm possibly way too optimistic, some Would speculate But your only life is hard to replicate [Hook]