snap one time got me feeling like thanos
I don’t really fuck with these lame hoes
ima shooting star that’ll shoot a star
ima send a rapper up to the cosmos
taking trips through the universe like no mans sky
im feeling like 50 cent
I’m hated by many men
if I don’t rich then I’ll have to die
they say life is a bitch
I’m inbetween her thighs
I could never trust a lie
and the shit they hide
I’m feeling like I’m Dr Jekyll and Mr. Hyde
the outcast monster I’m Frankenstein
who was killed off once but I’m back alive
it’s road rage only way
to explain my drive
I feel I’m stuck
so stressed with this 9-5
I know that I was made for greater
but I’m lazy and complacent
then I get a boost of motivation
only for a moment on occasion
so I battle contemplating
back and forth is so abrasive
everybody wants to get inside my mind they’re so invasive
they switching up the narrative
don’t fall for the persuasion
I feel like I’m trapped in a box
in my own fucking mind
the devil talking to me
and we’re having conversations
late at night
will I see heaven in the afterlife?
I’m not thinking twice
I just roll the dice
so I take my pain and put it to the side
then I mold it
use as my fucking guide
so I know where to go
in this fucked up life
im at the top
of the level i am next to nothing
no one
running shit like shoguns
everybody wanna be the goat
so I came one
I fucked the game up everybody
say it’s no fun
cooking in the kitchen
in the lab
with the shit
send em to their gravestone
rappers call it quits
I wish them well
I never kiss and tell
I ain’t fuckin with a jezelbell
I just give em hell
oh well
I go through you it bitch through it we different
my momma say I’m stubborn I know that I don’t listen
the money multiplying
it motivated the mission
me and my brothers
just be running this shit
we went and turned the rap game into a fucking family business
visualize victory
check the history
it’s vicious
ops moving sus as fuck they suspicious
they suckin like mosquitos
that be carrying malaria
evacuate the area
those hoes too pretentious
see a opp get em dropped
scratch em off the hitlist
yeah bitch
I got the wave like a cruise ship
and I’m in her mouth like a toothpick
I’m ruthless
everybody looking around they so clueless
they stabbed me in the back like Brutus
judas
I can see the hue in your hubris
tell the truth everytime that’s true shit
tell em lace up gotta wear it if the shoe fits
couldnt even match this even if I gave the blueprint
strike the match
and pop the latch
and come follow me if you wanna go to hell and back
I’m in the lab late night
like an insomniac
try me
send shots through your Pontiac
and I don’t really give a fuck where the party at?
but I get more head than a party hat
and I’m shocking they hearts
like cardiac
arrest
life is a bitch bet I get her wet
and they turn to a bitch when the truth undressed