Eden - Tommy Genesis

She call me jade tree

'Cause I’m jaded while I’m blowing and a homie can see

I’m in a dark room, I still be sunning out the air strip

Planes landing on planes landing on an air blimp, shit falling in vain

I fuck up your shit, the come up like paradise lost

You seen them palm trees glitter in that paradise frost

I fuck up your shit, like the old testament

Testament to your faith that you keep me in bed

Sloppy voodoo with my eyes, they be nothing too special

But my brain fuse a pupil to the thought of the devil

SOS if you think SOS translate to you scared

But SOS stand for SUS on SUS, suspended in air

I’ma cut you in your flight, you a razor through clouds

A white light angel in a heavy weight realm

I fuck up your shit like Drake on xanny

You was sad but now you write about your thoughts on xanny

I’ma steep you in the water, watch a grown man squirm

It ain’t my fault you crossed over to the spirited world

We walky-talky through the valley of the shadow of death

You gon' shadow me every move I make, you make it next

Don’t let the way I be looking confuse up your acts

Judges, I’m the Genesis, Exodus come next

Ezra Nehemiah, homie Isaiah, Habakkuk, habitat

Cooking rock soup, don’t let the rookie be shook

Lurk the dirt on the apostles and the good samaritans

Coming down from the pulpit with gems in the Benz

Daddies call me young grim 'cause my body a ghost

I’m looking like a female covered in Jacob’s coats

Nike socks split open on Moses' rocks

They call me a Malachi, Dubai, messenger of the scribe

They call me Young Thug’s crown, pass heritage down

Bobby, Whitney, Matthew, Luke and Mark

I’ma tell you while you at it, get a lukewarm dart

We gon' shoot a weak bitch with the weakest shot

She gon' fall from the heavens into witches' pot

And then we gon' say

Amen