Yeah
Ey
Eeyy
You can’t get on my level
b#tch, i’m as high as they come
Believe it or not, but i’m under the sun
Ain’t no alien, just imaginary guns
Target practise shootin’, doin’ it for fun
These other rappers they can suck on a sum’
Dead weight, tippin’ on the scale versus featherweight
You’re rottin’ at the bottom while i’m at the top, celebratin’
This sh#t finna be real in the future, sh#t is guaranteed
I won’t lose myself until i snap back to reality
That’s where all the shady demons naggin’, yappin’
Back at me
And little do they know i won’t be bothered by some internees
f#ck her at the court, it’s a sport, i’m the referee
I gotta keep it short, for the lord, i can’t let him see
Yesterday’s b#tches comin’ back to get the rest of me
They fiending for the d, i kill they p#ss#, it’s a murder scene
A surgery or sum’ is what they need it’s an emergency
I wanna learn from the best, so i keep on learning from me
Tell em’ to stop, i got it tucked
Lookin’ for trouble then i don’t wanna talk
Don’t wanna conversate
Felt hate straight out the gate
I’m great in every state
Create a fairytale
I ain’t trading places
I’m just that amazing
No, not paraphrasing
In every angle i’m adjacent
Number one placement, yeah
Gotta let ya’ll breathe for a second, yeah
Oh
In every angle i’m adjacent
Number one placement
Whoa
You can’t get on my level
b#tch, i’m as high as they come
Believe it or not, but i’m under the sun
Ain’t no alien, just imaginary guns
Target practise shootin’, doin’ it for fun
These other rappers they can suck on a sum’
I just packed up, just returned from one hella trip
You know how this sh#t go, back and forth at entrances
You know how my feelings get, take some, didn’t feel it yet
Might go back again, who’m i kiddin’ b#tch of course i will
Three letter devil, quit acting civil
I’m standing out in crowds, i’m that weirdo in the middle
f#ck if i ain’t materialistically got what he got
I’m leanin’ out the window of my 98 nissan
Starin’ down the barrel of a 38. with an end in mind
Question is, if i pull the trigger will you find
Any more peace of mind?
Hey, take a piece of mine
Starin’ down the barrel of a 38. with an end in mind
Question is, if i pull the trigger will you find
Any more peace of mind?
Any more peace of mind
I don’t want no conversation if you ain’t talkin’ logic
I hate to yell at people but when i do it’s still melodic
Approaching me you better be cautious, i’m super toxic
Got those seven rings, i’m not ariana grande i’m sonic
Dead weight, tippin’ on the scale versus featherweight
You’re rottin’ at the bottom while i’m at the top, celebratin’
This sh#t finna be real, sh#t is guaranteed
I won’t lose myself until i snap back to reality
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