Energy - Chillinit, Wombat

Dropped ya

Shutdown sesh, no voice like Lockyer

Still old school with an old school Nokia

Flip the old bars that’ll old school rocks ya

Bitch, keep bouncing

Andre, brother the levels are 3000

Marvin Gaye, my brother I see mountains

They pass me Js

My brother I need ounces

(RAH)

Still fuck hoes on lounges

I puff smoke get rowdy, then leave your hotel fucked up lookin' all cloudy

You don’t know fuck all about me (Fuck off)

Spit like Biggie

Get ripped like billies

Tell your bitch to fuck off, get flicked like ciggies

She was all online

Tryna get on mine, when I don’t reply

Well the bitch gets silly

That’s fame though

The raps are fears

You’ll get smacked out the back of the atmosphere

I feel numb to the fact that I lost my son

I can’t take back the years (RAH)

Life’s a bitch so we drugged the slut

There’s no trust, shit fucks me up

My own mates pull blades for a hundred bucks

And then lie to my face like I love you cunts

Fuck

See I bleed from the heart

Don’t cross me cat 'cause I see through darkness

Watch my back for the ones that don’t watch my back

For those ones that are the easiest targets

I’m a bust, bust, bust when the bars spit

I’m a cunt, cunt, cunt of an artist

Chill your style is too tech bro, nah cuz you’re just fuckin' retarded

I won’t stop 'til my money gets square

Then make me triangles to get full circle

With more sides than an octagon

I rocks the thong, to smoke then blow the full purple

Sesh on trees, brother they got sauce like Szechuan beef

Wrecked on beats from the west to east

Just rest in peace, ya body gets left on streets

Bassline jump, got a waistline bump

The waistline could break lines, break my jump

The brakelights could break and the train might bump

But Blake could ride waves like a Great White does

How you do that?

You should love me

I’m on the mic cuz, I get ugly

It’s a hype one, you can suck me

Do I look like I give a fuck G?

I’m still out to grind, I get a bad bitch high in the Calvin Kleins

I said, «Fuck, girl, look in my eyes»

420 Fam got the energy

I’m still out to grind, I get a bad bitch high in the Calvin Kleins

I said, «Fuck, girl, look in my eyes»

420 Fam got the energy

(RAH)

I’m still risin' at midnight

Been dying to live life, but I sit tight

Why would a king like

They wanna switch sides, think twice

You’re on thin ice, don’t slip like a trip wire

I could ignite then I spit fire

Shit I been digging my way to hell

Sick of Sinning wishing I pray for help

Swiggin liquor thinking I ain’t myself

I’m crazy I wasn’t gonna drop a verse on ‘em

I was silent at work on my grind, just determined I’m earning my stripes but

the serpents are sly

Someone’s heard of me

Why’s this whole scene concerned with my personal life

It’s a circus alright

The blur in the line

Serving your lights

Got me on a murderous vibe

I should burn them alive with the words that I write

Nah fuck that

They can work for they’re worth

Coz they ain’t even deserving the lime light

Yeah

I been working the night life

Bitch wanna fuck coz she heard what I rhyme like

Living this up still I stick to my guns give a fuck I’m a pessimist

After your neck I pull the heart from my chest

And then I laugh as I step on it

Dark and malevolent

Energy

Sparking like Edison

Harness adrenaline we charging ahead of em

And I still bleed with a pen and pad

Been where the devils at

Leading to hell and back

See I’m a freak ain’t no telling that

And it’s a fact so we’re peaking for weeks so we never crash

Setting em back I’m representing my jealousy

Never test a remedy reppin next to the chemistry

I represent the veterans they be telling me get it g

420 fam it’s a telekinetic energy

OOUUUWWWOOO

Fucking oath

Fuckin you ready chill yea

Fucking Get em with that verse brudda

Introverted extrovert

I’m fucked up so I Sesh the herb

Wreck the verse

And I’m selfish at best and it wrecks my girl

That’s a test and it wrecks my world and she knows it

Lost my son though against my word

The tensions worse

It’s turned to regrettin her

I best reverse

I can’t so it’s best to learn not to stress now I got my shot I can’t blow this

I’m still out to grind, I get a bad bitch high in the Calvin Kleins

I said, «Fuck, girl, look in my eyes»

420 Fam got the energy

I’m still out to grind, I get a bad bitch high in the Calvin Kleins

I said, «Fuck, girl, look in my eyes»

420 Fam got the energy

Ahahaha welcome to my album bros

Gonna be highs and lows

Gonna be energy

Strap yourselves in mother fucker

(RAH)