STRIKE TWICE AND DIE

And everything just seem like a lil less spiritual

A lil too material

And you can't talk to anyone

They keep on talking fear in you

I wonder how come everything feel different when it's me me and you

I wonder how long it's gon take for distance between me and you

I seen the clock strike twice and die when they believe in you

And things ain't going G for you

And you spend all this time tryna figure out what that means for you

Then end up round some niggas that got agendas and having dreams for you

But none that shit is sitting with you right or looking clean to you

You question if you gotta switch it up and let em eat from you