[Intro]

All these haters make me sick

Make me sick

Make me sick

But not enough to make me quit

Make me quit

Make me quit

[Verse 1]

A wise man told me lil youngin it's better never to stress

Just brush that dirt off ya shoulders and throw that S on ya chess

Feelings is detrimental to being the best of the best

Only one gem at a time

Wish I could tell you the rest

I threw my life in these vеrses and turned away from the crowd

Wеnt and studied the game tapes of martyrs merging with style

Mastered the pen inarguably the flow can birth a canal

I seen the last of my mom

Hope she the first to be proud

That buzz erupt with work release now watch the currency pile

Then look back up at heaven and see momma smirk at her child

That's just the stepping stone stone

I'm betting on when murking these vowels

Premonitions of being chauffeured when them curtains is down

Load up that cargo take it all over this planet and back

Meticulous when they monitoring the plan of attack

Here for long like Rapunzel they can't make my castle collapse

Come look your killer in the eyes I never stab in the back

[Hook]

Man all these haters make me sick

Make me sick

Make me sick

But not enough to make me quit

Make me quit

Make me quit

I took my life and made a script

Made a script

Made a script

Just roll the film to make me rich

Make me rich

Make me rich

Man all these haters make me sick

Make me sick

Make me sick

But not enough to make me quit

Make me quit

Make me quit

I took my life and made a script

Made a script

Made a script

Just roll the film to make me rich

Make me rich

Make me rich

[Verse 2]

Ok pardon my posture I'm never rude it's just business

Need an encore like Fargo with all these cruel intentions

Coast to coast to catch a breeze steez cool as pavilions

Off the docks unorthodox I might be foolish but brilliant

Smooth as Brazilian waxes swagging come cater my needs

Cook up that crack swear every batch come from the eighties at least

So what that say about me

I'm ninety-four on the Cert

Guess everything that's trait'd traded it remain in my genes

Both palms together I can't lose a grip

I can't lose a grip

Super sick no flu influenced it none of that fluent shit

Demonstrating different ways to dig a grave and movie thick

Pockets fat you use to shine look at you now ain't grew an inch

Like who you kidding

You's a lame

Ain't no turning off that switch

Think you earned a lot of clout because you burned a lot of chips

But yet your purpose out here dense

I prefer the opposite

Told my girl don't talk no shit when I got the world on top my dick

[Hook]

Man all these haters make me sick

Make me sick

Make me sick

But not enough to make me quit

Make me quit

Make me quit

I took my life and made a script

Made a script

Made a script

Just roll the film to make me rich

Make me rich

Make me rich

Man all these haters make me sick

Make me sick

Make me sick

But not enough to make me quit

Make me quit

Make me quit

I took my life and made a script

Made a script

Made a script

Just roll the film to make me rich

Make me rich

Make me rich