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raé luna - oblivion lyrics

[intro: matt swain]
but for real, you can’t let motherf+ckers get to you like that
like
they not gonna see your vision
not everybody’s gonna have the same mindset
and those people are weak+minded, you know what i mean?
those are the same people that are gonna get left behind
and then they’re gonna see you
progress+ uh, they’re gonna see you+ f+cking, i can’t even find the words
they’re gonna see you being successful and getting your sh+t done
and they still gon’ be wherever they are right now, hating

[verse: raé luna]
smoking by my lonesome and i dream of possibilities
got a lot of haters tryna question my ability
no my mind’ll never fall victim to they hostility
never ever gave a f+ck if you b+tches was feeling me
f+ck you, and ya momma, and ya toxic masculinity
never sell my soul, i’d rather hold on to my dignity
all this buzz, i know i’m going way beyond infinity
try and k!ll me, k!ll me, k!ll me, k!ll me with ya villainy
i ain’t done this year, this just the first out of my trilogy
shut up while i air my feelings out, this my soliloquy
mind full of madness, stuck inside oblivion
these people that i loved, turned to some amphibians
it’s a sad sight
them good days turn to bad nights
they said they loved me but they left me at the crash site
them b+tches never saw the vision
was talking ’bout my dreams and they talking ’bout i’m trippin’
but i kept catching murder charges, beats that i was k!llin’
and now i’m feeling like a muf+ckin’ supervillain
i see the future, i’m an oracle
i’ve been manifesting, sh+t was never metaphorical
we sick of living horrible
and if you sleeping on me, wake the f+ck up
you gon’ regret that sh+t because this sh+t gon’ be historical
could paint a picture almost pretty as my b+tch
got a couple homies with me cause some other b+tches switched
hope the lord forgive my father, he still paying for them sins
i’m drowning in these dirty waters, tryna find a way to live
and when i’m dealing with tough times, i buss rhymes
and bust the heads off these b+tches, hoe, it’s crunch time
used to spit all that hot sh+t during lunch time
but now i’m all about the dough, and i must rise
no more bus rides, tryna get the benzo
just the two seater cause where the f+ck my friends go?
they think i’m a b+tch and imma get all sentimental
but i’m just spitting out the sh+t that’s heavy on my mental
and i’m gone

- rae luna lyrics

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