MEOW lyrics

[Intro]
I suppose the dope verses in order
Thinking it is worth that sh*t

[Verse 1]
Yo
All I know is paradise
I'm tearing mics
I'm slowly killing like a parasite
From up north, so I'm hella tight
Fella might take a pella flight through the sterile nights
Check the Fahrenheit [?]
But never limp but never nice
Representing neglected mics and hold them tight, like "Everything's gon be alright"
But it ain't, cos I be killing 'em in silence
It's Mr. Zoolander slowly stirring up the violence
Got weed as loud as sirens
Got bars for dope fiends
I'm just serving all my clients, got the outlook of a giant
Forever dope, but never hope
Never trust a clever hoe
All these b*tches hate the leash, might as well just f*cking let it go
My flow is unprofessional, so come and f*cking test it, hoe
Y'all f*ck its trying to act hard, but sensitive as testicles
On point like decimals
But I ain't never stressing those
The future, the only reason I learn my f*cking lessons
Crazy love sickos, you know we fill those 'rillos
Making dreams into reality, y'all leave 'em on your pillows
Shout out to the turn up monster
We stay out by the Bay
Getting b*tches everyday, like andale (n*gga)
Ay still pimping on my broke sh*t
But still manage to smoke spliffs
Woke up and felt like sh*t, grabbed a pen and f*cking wrote this
Blessing all of y'all, on my pope sh*t
Holding onto my hope sh*t
But life leaves me asking the mic, "Why do I hold this?"
Hopeless, bogus, feeling useless, always losing focus
Hoping y'all take notice
Hope you find any way to get fed, just like a broke b*tch
On the track with no sprint
Claiming that you're dopeness
But when you turn your back, you say you're whack
And you know this