Holiday Lyrics

Welcome to my anthology

It's in the stars astrology

A bachelor in psychology

I piece the game monopoly

It's the truly awful policy

I only put out quality

The older acts they follow me

AETERNUS change the game I say probably

How they gonna tell me how to dress

I'm a man of my own

I don't need a second half

I'm a hundred alone

I'm a slasher

You fuck around I'm taking your bones

Free the Kids don't take no turns

We just takin' the throne

It's been a minute since y'all heard from me

I keep my life undercover like I'm some stash money

Wrapped in shaded off white like I'm a damn mummy

I pray for peace you got a piece and that's a big damn difference

Dummy (Dummy)

Tryna be a better person but this life is hard

Wanna be there for my people but I feel so far

Communication is my biggest disregard

I question my purpose

Watching the stars in my backyard

For better or worse

beretta enemies cursed

I bring a bag with me and my girl got the latest purse

And I'll be real til' I trade my foreign in for a hearse

Kick flip a hick bitch make em' get back to work

But this life is, like this, old news, Isis

Don't ask me questions like I wonder what this life is

I'm busy

Always looking for a new crisis, busy

We the heroes and you just the fucking sidekick

Honey I'll be home keep the candles lit

Money's what I'm on, couple blue strips and some fucking trips

Chuggin on the alc', chuggin' on the fucking finest shit

Walking through the mall we just bought all the designer bitch

You blogging on your phone but you can't ever come face me

Got it on my own none of that shit really phase me

Cus' I be the nicest, iciest, guy you ever met

Bitch I'm priceless, timeless, way flier than them

I'm blowing paper

Man I feel sedated as shit

I'm driving through the gated residential playing the mix

I ain't step into the game all creative and shit

Yeah I take a lot of drugs write a verse make it fit

Repping free the kids so you know it's a hit

New merch on the way so you know it's a fit

Oh I'm sorry

Think I got a lil carried away

So you know I had to shine on this fucking holiday

Will I make the roster?

Will I find my way?

Man can I prosper?

Drugs in my head and I ain't gon' stop em'

Numb to the core you don't want no problem

Yeah Smith and Wessen it's a forty it's a problem

If I let it go man you better call the doctor

Bitch I am a king I'm a motherfucking monster

Free the Kids the gang bitch you better know we prosper

Numb to the core yeah we rockstars