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woods, the mighty - full circle lyrics

full circle…
okay, circle the block
we run the beat back
and i chop it up
like body parts
or like a block of wood
this weed i got
it got me feeling like an f+cking octopus
every single day is so monotonous
they drain to till your pockets left on e
guard your pocketbook
i’m still an optimist
my whole life is a comic book
with villains and sidekicks
and i can’t keep up with all of them
love is just a hologram
never put my soul on a server
i’m an honest man
trying to put a couple dollars in my momma’s hand
on my momma man
tryna take the planet to the promised land
i been rhyming since the back seat of my momma’s van
on my momma, i don’t do this just for commas
but if commas come i promise that i won’t be mad…
get so high that i can speak to god
guess i’m holy, man
on my “holyfield”
i’m a holy grail
put this on my hologram
do this ’til thе day i die
on my momma, man
drinking ’til i rock
then i fall again
just be on my block
in my cardigan

[circle the block]
easy comе easy go
full circle
yeah yeah
you got bars
t+mobile
imma make million fans
young mogul
leaning on my circle
that’s a whole oval
told her meet me in my office
no postal
told ’em call me back in august
i’m still holding
signing nothing til i see
3 commas on the bonus
tryna buy a couple houses
both coastal
you know how i treat my baby
no trojan
cybernetics upgrade
let me see in slow motion
new components
smoke so loud we wake the neighbors
just by rolling, it’s a commotion
money turning blue
like we in the ocean
all my pitches gold
all my pictures motion
on my interstellar
feel a inner soul shift
on that potent
when a door close another open
my mother told me
i’m so compulsive
[circle the block + yeah, yeah, yeah]

easy come, easy go
full circle
yeah, yeah
you got bars
and no service
imma make a million fans
covertly
watch it pop up overnight
no mercy
wasn’t with me in the gym
you not worthy

(worthy… no mercy…)

what you know bout shooting shots
’til your head pop?
if you want smoke you can hit your local head shop
verses from me cost a whole “series+x” xbox
or a night out at a really nice restaurant

what you know bout
shooting shots til ya hands bleed?
arms fall off
i’m a whole different man+breed
prototype “mighty”
my new hardware looking fancy
scan cds
you won’t play it in your camry
you do it for the low
and i do it for the d+mn free
put this on my momma and my auntie
imma up the ante
they don’t know my hand
from whole different planet
most of my bros
is from whole different families
smoking on that headband
and smoking on that janet
every time i fell
i ain’t really had a band+aid
i just put some rum in my kool+aid jammer
get to, get to jammin’
flows on flows and i’m so fantastic
super mr. mighty
watch me do it on camera
doing, doing donuts
running circles ’round rappers
(circles ’round rappers…)

- woods the mighty lyrics

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