Intro Video (MV)

You never miss your well
Til your well run dry
Seems like only yesterday
You were here, smiling
Now you've gone away
But I know, you're in a better place
No traces of you, what can I do
I'm numb, and confused (Evan, what is going on)

They look at me like public enemy, I'm numero uno
Been telling lies all on my name, but really tell me what you know
No I can't kick it with these niggas, left my feet up at Pluto
I been a big league baller, niggas stuck in that JUCO
Gave you melodies and flows that they can't imitate
(They can't bite this)
Through the cons and all the pros know I still elevate
(Flight risk)
I'm forever in control of my soul and my goals
And for better or for worse, out that concrete I rose
And I still ain't seen the better me (uh uh)
They want the best of me (uh huh)
I'm Annalise now they plotting to see the death of me
I play for keeps so they asking me for the recipe
(For the recipe)
They sending threats in the text but I been on DND
Say you a goat but you parading in that sheep fest nigga
Work remote, so I'm controlling what you see next nigga
I bring the smoke for you to choke and, that's a reflex nigga
She can't even vote, and left a goat, I got no regrets nigga

I'm coming for you, but I'm the best ever
I'm the most brutal and vicious
Most ruthless champion there's ever been
There's no one can stop me
I'm just ferocious, I want your heart
I wanna eat his children
I just got out of jail and I ain't going back
I ain't going back
What's wrong with you
You acting all scared nigga
You ain't never seen a gun before
Stop pointing the gun at the boy man
Nigga look, don't you disrespect me in front of company
Alright, alright, let the gun go off

And if you listening to me, then can you really do better
Hold up wait just lemme see
You really think that you clever
Watching me off in the distance
Acting like you would never (ha ha)
I'm gone send you on a mission
Follow this to the letter
Look, white chalk, outlines
You bet not leave no witness (nah)
Knife talk, night time, then strike him with precision
Big trunk, zip ties, I bet you he go missing (woo)
Just know, that these rhymes, is only the beginning
(Beginning)

Haha, whew
Ohh man, mhm
This what they brought us to (yes sir)
Ha, this what it's come to (mhm)
You know they say
Once upon a time
Bahamian artists could actually rap
Mr. Footsteps
I promise you ain't nothing changed
It's just twenty twenty-three not nineteen ninety-three
Just remember that
Killer on a killing spree
Killer on a killing spree
Niggas bet, niggas bet
Niggas bet not f*ck with me
Killer on a killing spree
Killer on a killing spree
Thirty, thirty of them f*cking deep