Starless - Scripcon Lyrics

Yo,Slay King Slay King
You know what it is Slay King Slay
Slay Slay King shit
Damn,uh
I been on it for a while
They all want me down
I ain't tryna get it later
Gotta get this shit now
I been on it for a
They all want me down
I ain't tryna get it
Gotta get this shit now
Fukk all that real shit
We still ain't getting paid yet
Tell Drake it ain't God's Plan
I am Legend like Will Smith
Smith the will I ain't done yet
I don't need no contract
Just sign my paycheck
New year no new friends
I still get requests
I don't want no pretence
Fake niggas still preaching
Still talking about the past tense
I'm the real deal right now
Can't close my eyelids
I know they sneaking
Holl'up, Holl'up, Holl'up
Ooh, I write what I live
I live what I write
I know where I'm at I learn from mistakes I take no advice
You get what you give I need a life so tell me the price
I swear to God, they know I'm fire but look at the ice
Subtracting my haters I'm adding the fame so you work the math
I talk to the Devil, they wanted me dead but look at me now
I'm up in the hills and they need a chopper to get where I'm at
I'm scanning the vision ahead of the game I ain't playing around
Holl'up , I know what I say
I say what I know
Unlock control
Control unlock
I write what I live
I live what I write
You get what you give I need a life so tell me the price
I know what I say
I say what I know
Unlock control control unlock they slipping on sauce
If life is a movie I'm not an actor I'm the producer
You say you the goat? Nice to know, I'm just a butcher
She wanted to leave I told her its fine, you better go
I'm chasing the bag, I get check I crawl for no ho
I'm on a wave you know that you know it you hearing the flow
I came in the game, these rappers they tripping
They slipping on sauce
Back it up, hunnid racks
Two racks forty racks
Don't tell,don't tell
Two racks forty racks
Gucci bag, Luis bag
Sace bag, Moneybag
Gucci bag, Luis bag
Sace bag, Moneybag