Arithmetic (feat. Infinite, Stas Thee Boss & THEESatisfaction)

Arithmetic - Porter Ray/Infinite/Stas Thee Boss/Theesatisfaction
After my thoughts darken
While I'm talking to my shadow
Mother said I was cunning
Imagination running wild
Eyes raised infatuated with money piles
Pot chasin with Jason tryna touch a style
I can hear the voices of the serpents seductive
Next mama asking where her purse went
Park bench fence seeing images of angels
Searching for syringes vintage when it rains slow
Chains glow with the glitter
That the moon catch
Black nikes zoom tech Bleed a whole room wet
Suicide I contemplated my solitude
See my soul leaving my body
After I follow through pass the dice
See you niggas in the afterlife
Slick as black ice come back twice
Black Christ shining under black light
Couldn't cure my obsession with the fast life
My last flight
Young yong black cat
Nine lives with nine wives
Committed nine crimes nine times
Til' nine lies
Stakes is high
Gave you 45 ways to die
6 feet below the earth
Hope you taste the sky
Chasing my high
My heart broke and bitter
Chain smoking my swishers
Liquor over my liver frozen
Different potions
Pop open I kiss the ocean
Forget the notion vanity as I twist the vulcan
All for the all mighty
Bills cast brightly
Colors of jaded
Bundles of cake that entice me
Numbers in the count scrow
Women bounce slow
Master of Arithmetic
This that new district sh*t
Still represent the clique I'm with
Pistol whip Shadys pouring
Remy over crystals with
Everybody I do business with
Sub Pop Sub Pop
The realist ones gone feel this huh
Paper eyes continuum
To make a dollar infinite of them
Make me holler when I'm feeling numb
Peeling back and reeling some
Stealing fast and killing some
The illest come when the trill is done
The realest ones gone feel this huh
I like Js I'm diligent keep chokin'
The light change the buildings collide smokin'
911 memories spiritual guide broken
How much the subway I'm hoppin' the train coastin'
The feeling so combative the struggle with drug addicts
You want to make smart choices or the results tragic
I want to be D**e at it you wanna be hoes at it again
So stop f**kin' with busters and broke men
I was gonna make a suggestion
If you can get it down here in 20 min I'll hear your confession
Cause it was getting kind of hectic but written for my skeptics
To get it right cause ain't a muthaf**ka protected
In the 206 doin sh*t making it
And your forever in position to get hated a lot
It comes with the turf
Head down stick to the work
I got the thick yellow rocks that keep them tracing the dirt
I know this b**ch better come bring the paper the first
Its right there and imma f**k with my niggas
We fight tears and drink beers and more sh*t
Bros the old clique we cold as the cholos trynna work
Who knows I'm supposed to be home before six
But P got a ni**a high as different strokes kids
Jeff Gilus rock rock on yeah
T Rock rock rock on yeah
Sub Pop rock rock on yeah
Palaceer rock rock on yeah
My girl Stas rock rock on yeah
T rock rock rock on yeah
Fly Guy Dai rock rock on yeah
Infinite rock rock on yeah
Narcotic rock rock on yeah
Nate Jack rock rock on yeah
Chemetic rock rock on yeah
Constellation rock rock on yeah
D Black rock rock on yeah
Hunnid Casthro rock rock on yeah
Young Ike rock rock on yeah
Yeah