Enemies In High Places

(albüm: She Loves Me Not - 2020)

Enemies in high places, friends in low
I got bitches that's high maintenance, but still they hoes
But they love me they love me love me love me love me to death
I ain't gotta tell you I'm in and all I tell you is fresh
Fresh to death up out the casket, walk with the dead
Body outlined in chalk from a hole in his head
Wanna kill me then come and kill me kill me kill me again
Everybody is promised death but the question is when
How I spit it for my mil ticket, I'm still wicket
You ain't see me, let's get richer, we'll kick it
All eyes on me, let's roll through the D with no police
I was down on my knees, prayed for Jesus but got the Beast
Black folks get no peace, I be clocking Uzis, fuck a time piece
My rhymes be blowing up your mind, I'm on a crime spree
I'm godly even though you know me as unholy
I been spitting wicket shit since day one in my poetry
Flow with me, go with me, into the darkness glow with me
But just know ain't no ho in me, and I ain't the [?]
I'm killing all these phonies, no I ain't cha homey
I be in the hood like bread and balogna
Cheese and macaroni, pay me if you owe me
Y'all gon' fuck around and turn me back into the old me
Studied me for years, my DNA they tried to clone me
Do my dirt by my lonely, that's what my mama told me

Wake up, get up, good morning, no morning
I bust slugs without no warning
12 gauge on stage when performing
Enormous balls swinging, rappers they all clinging
You pitch and they snitch and backup vocals they all singing
The captain must go down with his ship, what is y'all thinking
You sit down to eat at the table, but what is you bringing
Cheers, put your glass up, I stay masked up
I was getting money faster than your pastor
If you ever try to play me, then I blast ya
Had to put 'em in the casket, fucking bastard
Fucking bastard
Fucking bastard