D.I.M.E. Music - Omega
No more money or time gon go to wasteIma warrior that's something like golden state
Make no mistakes
You won't take me out my zone I control my fate
Hit ya bitch from the back till her shoulders ache
Have that ho throw in the towel
I need an o I would like to buy a vowel
Move fast
When I pursue cash
Your fool ass
Can jump in the front when the tool blast
Sipping henny out a motherfucking huge glass
Break the bottle over the head of you new cats
Just to show that I am not impressed with
Lyrics with no substance and you have no message
Unforgiven kid my grind is relentless
Coming from the top I ain't even pen this
They say I'm cocky cause I know I'm tremendous
I just show that the consequences are endless
I swear to self
Ima do this shit with no help
So I'm standing in the fire till the my soul melt
Sleepless nights, writing rhymes
Not even concerned with my own health
Dreams come close then I catch the shit like Odell
No corrections necessary point clear when it's made
Had to reach within to feel close to being saved
So that external gratitude that you showin
Ain't gonna get you close to where you're trying to be going
I grew up a little bit I accepted all my omens
Finally, feel prepared I'm just waiting on the moment
I take every damn risk
Just to ensure I'll never see my chance slip
Yo I gotta get a damn grip
Precise with my steps tryna be great
Tryna be better can't repeat the same mistakes
I overstand my patience now and the reasons why I wait
I know the days on its way where I finally meet my fate
Written by:
Dakota Cocchi
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