Make plans against the odds, and all the gods laugh
He had me sold, but feet cold at the hard tasks
I play my cards last
F*ck the romance and the antics
Pharmaceutical free, energy still frantic
Fallacies kept under wraps in a state of panic or pandemic: word to presidency
Fake bitches on a frenzy, I hope you don't pretend to me
How you close when you know that you the enemy
The past's a ghost that I know I let into me
I wish you all the best. I already dead this energy
I predict the end of me, alone is the way it be
Hopes off the precipice somethin' like this
Aye, the pain give me somethin' to work with
I'm not perfect, but I been through worse shit
Your worst bitch wanna take it there; I'll advance her
Smart cancer
Confidence is a deprecating phantom
I make it look pretty even when it's really handsome
Dukes gave you a handful
Karma can dismantle
Dirty leaves in my pool and money is a hot tool
It's heat in my arsenal
Kjade got the gospel