Prod. @BigBagFTSlime
Lyrics:
You better put your prayers up, cause you cannot escape me
Bitch I've been around, and you cannot debate this
I've been on the ground, ain't seen many of your faces
All that talking online, I think I know who is crazy
They say my generation is the last one to spend any time outside
But I know they are lying, none of yall are trying
All of yall are hiding, I mean what are yall biding the time for
I've been splitting the time force
Trying to incept a time to score
Not conceptual, organic to the core
Bending the continuum of Thor
Not hopping off the porch but knocking at the door
Send em through a portal of the oblong sort
Show em what it's like to be sordid
Whether I'm poor or not, I'll be splitting your top
Twisting the knots and flipping the bops
Fucking your ex and flipping ya pops
With it whether you agree with it or not
A million to one is not good odds
You're pigging out on Haagen Daz
I've been lit by a different fire
We are not from the same environment
All your success comes from being a liar
You have not been tried
They tried to leave me in a ditch, dying
And lock me up cause the honkies were crying
Many times
Xenophobics, this is my hometown
They're supposed to know me
White chicks and their cronies
I never should have took them home
They've never been homies
I've been homegrown since before that One Song
I guess I let that evil pussy get to me
That's the swan song
But they're not all wrong
I fuck with both genders, and all colors
Northern and southern, east and the west too
You caught me in my best mood
I was about to test you
But I'm just warming up
I didn't even bring the 6 shoot
Run into me I might tweak on ya
I might freak on ya
I might go full beast mode, I might geek on ya
I'm sober now, I might peak on ya
Get you leaking then leave you to reek on it
I'm the type of weirdo you don't want to second guess
I got a long ass reach and good heart up in my chest
So don't test me, I'm a new generation like the Tesla
Don't misconstrue me, I'm going for the gold like The Goonies
Ho I'm from the boonies
I don't got class, show ya boobies
Hawk Tuah ooie, I'd like it if ya do me
I show a different respect, I got different neglect
Wake up in my bed, I'll show you a different kind of sex
Show you why Cliff creates a different type of ex
Flipping positions til you tap out in the end
Babe don't be a send off, I was looking for a mention
Put me in your story and watch everbody send it
I'm mixing it up, filling my cup, with that gravy
Everybody know it
Everybody know him, that's Clifton's drink
Everybody know that's Clifton's thing
I've been on a different planet, different stream, a different lean
You're lucky just to get in touch with me
And that's some really real
I might freak at any time but I'm good bro. I'm good. I might but I'm not gonna because I'm good. Unless I'm pushed to, ya know, that point.
