Sidewind like a missile, bitch I been great

Hate me

Eviscerate it quicker than the interstate

Lately

Outfit got the 3m on the drip for the safety

If I’m walking around downtown drunk mainly

I don’t give a fuck

Wear some racks im in the slums

I’m an asshole

But You won’t even try to run up

Wherever I walk

All of My pockets need tummy tucks

Billin c-notes every hour, music ain’t my only job, yeah

Plotting on my strategy

Anatomy of my girl leads to flattery

My ego leads to apathy

I’m working on it

Do it for my family

My kid gon need need a mansion and

A break from all the tragedy

Cus we been through a lotta trauma

I don’t wanna talk about the reason I buy so much marijuana

Always stressed enough to slaughter something when I’m off it

Prolly a dependency, baby get the Hennessy

This weed got me gliding gently I’m the green goblin

S rank every mission

Til I get to six figures

Imma wait to call it triple

Til I get to seven digits

Money motivated

Other bullshit overrated

What the fuck is innovation

That don’t sell no fuckin tickets

Industry is soul sucking

Unless you get shown something

Guaranteed you wouldn’t think about it

Less you dug in it

Gimme your attention now cus I’m about to run this shit

Make em fuckin bleed til they need some media coverage

Sidewind like a missile, bitch I been great

Hate me

Eviscerate it quicker than the interstate

Lately

Outfit got the 3m on the drip for the safety

If I’m walking around downtown drunk mainly

I don’t give a fuck

Wear some racks im in the slums

I’m an asshole

But You won’t even try to run up

Wherever I walk

All of My pockets need tummy tucks

Billin c-notes every hour, music ain’t my only job

Mind got dark, my sanity fell apart

Burned down like the notre dame

Guess nature hated our art

Fuck it, open like a palm

I’m sacrificial to start

Tellin me i do it wrong

I’m killing you in the dark

Motherfuckers ain’t constructive

Talk like this is something you could do when you ain’t tough shit

Put a record up then

Drugs got me fucked like an alien abduction

Visions unobstructed

Watch the destruction

Woah, wait

I might leave a face concave

No ones safe

I suggest that you cooperate

Stress has got me contemplating shit

And I can’t concentrate

Ain’t ask for your opinion

But you prolly gonna commentate anyway

Girls in lingerie masturbate to my Hemingway

Level lyrics, a poetic T-100, I terminate

Making me hyperventilate

Hating you cus you’re second rate

Penetrate how I resonate

Sanity, it done ran away

Sidewind like a missile, bitch I been great

Hate me

Eviscerate it quicker than the interstate

Lately

Outfit got the 3m on the drip for the safety

If I’m walking around downtown drunk mainly

I don’t give a fuck

Wear some racks im in the slums

I’m an asshole

But You won’t even try to run up

Wherever I walk

All of My pockets need tummy tucks

Billin c-notes every hour, music ain’t my only job