Damn damn damn
Never ever
Bitch
It's funny how you really think you can f*ck with me
Been the best way before days of little league
Started singing don't mean I've gone sugar sweet
Matter fact the flow sour, full power
Devourer like any damn rapper or wannabe
Step inside of my ring now you wrapped round my finger
Even the toughest turn cowardly
If I say I'm sweating bullets
Put some tulips on your grave
Shit don't mean that I be nervous
There's just no way to be saved
Put no pressure on the boy
But like a Maxima he caved
I'm Makima to all you little toys
Stay in your f*ckin place
How I made so much money homie I'm rivals with Pepsi
Got 10s on 10s on 10s round me bro I roll with messi's
Always be on smoke even to the doctor I say bro don't test me
Put the flash to your face a hazard not talking epilepsy
Like loyalty the only thing that I could never pay for
Can never get that from my homies even if you got some paper
But at the same time my homies always be by biggest hater
Only cause they want me to win they can't be a traitor