Can’t rap like me

Flip packs like me

Hold strap like me

Not a GOAT

I got two twin sticks ready to go

Stayed 10 toes when they took me as a joke

I done spent a bag and put a Cuban on my throat

Drive a scat pack got a pink slip note

Sell the plug a brick

Like I work at Lowes

Breaking off my brother ‘cause he helped me sell the load

I can spit heat but my heart is straight cold

Back from the start

It was nothing but heart

Never thought that I’d make it this far

People talk about money and cars

I think about what’s mine and all of the art

It’s hard for me to enjoy the peace

Criminal activity will only increase

So I’ll keep murdering the rest of these beats

Murder the track and it’s on repeat

I’m different from the wannabe’s

I am elite

Get in my way but you cannot stop me

SoundCloud rappers are pasted and copied

They tried to close me in I left 'em bodied

Hit em with a stick and empty a clip

I’m walking around with all of my drip

Come in with the gang

We ain’t playing no games

Run up on you and we snatching yo chain

That's the mood I'm in forever now

Said you gonna be there for me if something went down

You wasn't there so, shit I get the message now

Want you by my side, but since you gone I'm just gonna hold my ground

Been feeling so much pain lately, but I’ll thug it out

My sister said "Don’t look back, just get the crown"

Put two fingers in the air directed at the clowns

Don't want y'all in my life so don't come back when I’m on high ground

Yeah

Uh-huh

I'm up next

Don't care how they feel

The fake will divide

And the real will not squeal

If I die then I die

If I kill they get peeled

Ain't no more suicide attempts

If I'm hurt, I’ma chill

And that's real

That's real

That's just how I feel

That’s real

That's just how I feel

Right now I'm in check

Soon I'll be in checkmate

Inside my head, there's only one thing that I can trace

Something tells me it'll be soon when i see a bullet in my face

Something tells me that this world will never change

This is like the first Purge, they want me dead

They've said so many things that have already been said

Again and again

All the stuff that I've already read

Go into the shed and all you'll see is red

They'll shoot you and put you back in bed

At the house, they were playing some games

Bringing out the lean and cocaine

They got the money and made it rain

It was about 10 minutes before the police came

Bullets from the AK from a gang, shot faster than a train

There was a little boy who was trying stay in his lane

More police were coming

Everyone except that little boy was running

The police knocked the doors down as the little boy was looking at nothing

Crying

Police shoot the little boy 15 times

The kid was dying

He was trying to fight it

The pain

The kid was just trying to stay in his lane

As the police felt ashamed