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Abhi the Nomad
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I'ma be the man that hits the breaks
I dip like ranch when I miss the fakes
Why you all up in my grill like chips and steaks
Shit for brains why you in a mess for days
I'm in camouflage mode like a piss in lakes
Camera on 'Mister Flakes'
Fuck whips and chains my switch is made
Brick-like stance let a bitch decay if she skip the day
I had trouble focusing for many minutes
I been on my In-sta, focal on many faces
In a swipe left or right cherry-pick the gimmick type
Till I hit the limit
Twit the pic click the pic like the like, I'm with it
In that little light, I'm winning
I light the light my kryptonite I'm in it
Yeah, catching my flicks with a crosshatch
And a number saw, with a hex key and an underline
Never under my, in this little sun of my
I burn a couple brain cells under fire
I could photograph life in a couple flows
Redefine mine with a status quo
I couldn't find faith in this holy shit
But I could find praise in a couple likes
I couldn't find truth in the Holy Script
I could download God in a 100 bytes
Bring my sober, sober the environment I'm living in
Empty Jack Daniel handles and bottles of Ritalin
Confidence ain't adrenaline I'm befriending and swimming in
Like Sega, your addition to the game I'm in is limited
Privilege don't define me
I'm Abhi killing it obvi' said
Get your head and put it down for reals, I'm Jonah Hill'ing
Speak that truth like cinnamon
Challenge if it grabs me
I'm like all we go managing a difficult balance
But that's chill
I tried to dab her up like a handshake
Smooth all it out like landscape plants
Sorry Grams, I don't give a fuck what band plays
I can't make it to prom, I make a list of demands
I need a boutonniere suit and a tux to make money
Mountains like Mr. McDuck at Playbunny
A couple of bucks with a slug glove a gun
Cause if that bitch don't like to boogie then I'm shooting it up
Never under my, in this little sun of my
I burn a couple brain cells under fire
I could photograph life in a couple flows
Redefine mine with a status quo
I couldn't find faith in this holy shit
But I could find praise in a couple likes
I couldn't find truth in the Holy Script
I could download God in a 100 bytes
Yeah, look dude
I can see past the deceit when you look cool
We all tryin' look cool, so what?
You ain't gotta' Snapchat me when you cook food
Your friends are wackers, fuck you
Put your ass to sleep or read a book or two
When did my homies all turned into windows
Yeah, been the type that I look through
Look at the bitty-bits bur
Fuck a friendship, double time her titties when I turn
Let it sink in, deep down
Never let her turn, trust nobody, yeah motherfucka' burns
You ain't gotta' like my post
All I ever do is boast
Sit inside, printing out some pictures of your family
I be cutting holes in their eyes 'cause you ain't nice
Never under my, in this little sun of my
I burn a couple brain cells under fire
I could photograph life in a couple flows
Redefine mine with a status quo
I couldn't find faith in this holy shit
But I could find praise in a couple likes
I couldn't find truth in the Holy Script
I could download God in a 100 bytes
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