ARES, Pt. II ft. saint ember Lyrics

I'm in a state of high learning

Lately I've been observing

Habits that really ain't been working

Searching

Trynna find myself in these verses

So my mental unloads

On the paper with a purpose

Asking myself was it worth it?

Got all girls that you wanted

But your sanity is worthless

Sometimes I sit back hard

When I'm lurking

And think to myself

God damn this is perfect

Plot twist

I fell in love with the moment

I watch her eyes roll

When my fingers get to stroking

Let her legs go

And she keep that shit open

This the lifestyle of a young nigga

Who been focused

Been triller than all you niggas

Who didn't promote it

Hated the inception

Of that young boy flowing

Sending shots my way

My nigga get to smoking

I guarantee a loss

Won't be the only thing

You niggas gotta cope with

Yuhh

Fuck that shit

I'm pulling out explosives

Rearrange your body

Legs comes out

Same place ya ass opens

More blood streaming out than Pacific Oceans

So walking past you got me feeling like Moses

Red Sea shit

Got you niggas seasick

I'm beasting

Don't ever cross me

Rap Jesus

If you ever try that shit

You'll be deceasing

And they gone hear this song

When they find yo ass in pieces

I swear to God

The flow is heat seeking

You don't gotta lie

I know this shit is fire

Not even preheated

I made a pop album

And my niggas said you tweaking

But there's beauty behind the madness

Shout that nigga Weeknd

Putting up hits every season

Niggas think cause I sing

I don't got the heart to get even

So this gone be a harsh wake up call

For you heathens

When I drop fire on ya head

And leave you defeated

Descend

Every time that we spend

Our weekends

Sinking

Running off the deep end

Up until the streets dim

Pushing on an ink pen

Niggas tryna peak, like you speaking with the P's in

Brush it with the madness I'm just tryna get the streaks in

Play it like it's madden when they pass I bring the heat in

We don't even see them

Talking bout the competition

They been playing bird box

Niggas tryna block the vision

Y'all should probably quit now

I'm just being optimistic

Been rehearsing so it's obvious his verses need a coffin with it

Speaking perfect like it's cursive when I talk to niggas

Like Minerva I just burst into the larger picture

With some armor nigga

Charge a nigga like some battery

I'm tryna get my green up

Maybe like a plug

Every verse should be a re-up

Soon as niggas seeing what I do

They wanna team up

They could never beat us

Damn I'm so elitist

Tryna get a milly, I ain't talking bout with Regis

Living in a country with nobody here to lead us

Where they owe us everything but trip like they don't need us

Drive like Prius

Nigga that's efficient

Niggas tryna make it off of hooks like they been fishing

I'm just tryna make a real difference, on a mission

Bout to get it poppin' I was never good at mixing

I was always on my own, lord

Have you ever had to be alone, for

Days, then they hit you with a phone call

"Nigga where you at?"

I'm in the zone, dawg

Please do not mess with my shit

I'm in the lab making hits

In the mix it's just me and that young nigga Nick

I'd never diss rather come up legit

But like Ares we kill you it is what it is

Back in the mix

Back in this bitch