Chillin' with My Squad

I’ve given the world time
To sit on it’s ass
But it’s my time to shine
Till I decide to digress
Take a look in my mind
And you’ll find that I’m blessed
Then you’ll know
What it means to be
A Galacticus, a Galacticus
If what you reap is what you sow
Then we haven’t even touched the surface
Like the tip of an iceburg
Brought to light yet melting away
Fuck what you gotta say
I’m out here chilling with my squad
Nigga we killin it
And if you ain’t feeling it
Then you can kick rocks
Fuck what you gotta say
I’m out here chilling with my squad
Nigga we killin it
And if you ain’t feeling it
Then you can kick rocks
Cuz Reality
Is just a funny game
One we all wanna see
One we all wanna play
We
Came from the stars so then why can’t the stars be alive?
If the truth is in front of you look with your eyes
If you knew what it do you would do what it might
But if you keep it true you would do what you like
(Do what you like)
(Do what you like)
Uh
Fucked around & now
I’m out here cuz I came up
Saw the rules were made for fools
And fucked the game up
Lickety split I’m finna dip
And cash my chips quick
Get your trip slip nigga
Or get your wig split (split!)
Cuz Reality
Is just a funny game
One we all wanna see
One we all wanna play
Fuck what you gotta say
I’m out here chilling with my squad
Nigga we killin it
And if you ain’t feeling it
Then you can kick rocks
Fuck what you gotta say
I’m out here chilling with my squad
Nigga we killin it
And if you ain’t feeling it
Then you can kick rocks
(As we roll…)
As we roll & we ride, we collide misconceptions
With the realness- you will find it’s divine intervention
That we still living, not dying
In the streets of the city
Where we from it’s all crime
Lying to police, bodies in the street
Drug smugglers in the creep, creeping through the hood
Rollin too deep for me to fuck with them
And cop myself a piece
Another unemployed nigga in these streets
World class villain living off my timeline
If I’m chillin I’m willing to catch some
Action in my prime holla at your boy
If you trying to catch them dime I got
Them potions, them lotions
Them tinctures, they potent
Serve em well. And we ain’t joking
Traveling space, dib & dabbling gracefully
Babbling about wasted dreams
Get your vitamins & minerals
Each syllable is critical
To deliver cold shiver flows
I got my pistol from Bristol Farms
Go get my lucky charms, bitch
Cuz Reality
Is just a funny game
One we all wanna see
One we all wanna play
Cuz Reality
Is just a funny game
One we all wanna see
One we all wanna play