Focus on my bread No
I ain't sharing none of it
Levelled up my beats and
No I'm nowhere near done yet
Come see how I'm living
It's like I'm stuck in a pit
You don't know the struggle
You're a Greedy little bitch
Oh, I ain't got time for the phone
Oh, imma gon make it to my throne
Oh, Im feeling so bad to the bone
Oh, I got this far in solo
Yeah, sick on the beat like I'm venomous
Evil eyes at you, I'm prejudiced
You just a bitch who is Weaponless
Walk around with all this elegance
Excuses
No I didn't live a childhood that I enjoyed
Psycho traumatic events yeah, left me paranoid
That's why you don't wanna try me
I'll put you in the void
"Oh my god what happened to his head"
I left it destroyed, ah
Bigger, better, faster, stronger, smarter
Imma make sure imma always go harder
Let the Forces of hell reign on earth
Where is your god?
It's the Day of the dead
Day of the dead
Day of the dead
Day of the dead
Day of the dead