Yhg Classified
Life Lessons
Verse 1:
Letting the stress

Eat into my dreams

Freddy Kruger telling me

Not to scream

Open my eyes my visions deprived

Why does nothing seem like it should

Lucid nightmares got chills to my core

Take a hit or two and the thirds makes me hit floor

Waking up again screaming in fucking horror

My mom knocks but she can’t unlock the door

I’m trapped in a state of a thin line from

Sanity, Vanity, not to let premises get to me

Questioning thoughts from the motherboard
Can’t stop at cloud nine, not gone till I’m gone

Disagree with my beliefs so they banish me

How do you find rebelling so astonishing

But Astonishment at all my accomplishments

I guess it’s just the companionship

The companionship for the standard shit

Verse 2:
Call me a prophet

Just don’t cough it

Got the haters talking shit

Cause they like to gossip

Gossip gossip smaller than a droplet

So many dogs but I got the bigger paw

Now uh
Doubled the wins of my losses

By checks to deposits

Now I got a full wallet

Got that cash in my pocket

Had to sprint to success

I was always speed-walking

I was always speed-walking

We all wanna live a cinematic

But the rules for the world be too systematic

A celebrity’s death be oh so tragic

But a common peoples death is too common for traffic

I’ve had enough with this Hollywood magic

Too much Illuminati, too much plastic
If Where being honest is just way to graphic

Fuck you and fuck you

I’ll bring real to my head deep casket

Outro:
Just some line I thought I would share with y'all man

Really take that in

Yhg shit uh