[Intro]

That’s why tonight, i’m going out without a fight

(Devyn) (Devyn)

(Devyn)

(Devyn) (Devyn) (Devyn) (Devyn)

[Verse 1]

Woke up to me in a coffin

Both my fingers and the wood rotten

Woke up like a zombie

I wish they try and pull up on me

I had a sixth sense tellin’ me to off them

I was rollin’ in my grave, i was coughing

It wasn’t right, i knew somethin’ was up

Hair was standin’, i’ve awoken to some stuff

I had to deal with unfinished business

I’m down for it, come and get it

Uh

And i thought my legacy will live on

Like a phoenix, i resurrected, i live on

[Verse 2]

What you think this is?

Oh, i’m dead, you can gеt away with it?

Defame my name and my glory

Takе apart the book and burn the whole story

I'm not a name or a lame to mess with

I will bring pain to your lane, ‘till you confess it

My confession

Art is my profession

Dark in my heart, it’s all projection

Hit yo best friends

With a Smith and Wesson

This the shit you pressin?

Leave you in the present

I just gave you the world

Took it away, time to learn yo lesson

Hey, Esse

Fuck around, put led on you like a essay

Fuck around, it’s gon’ be a mayday

With my AK

Yea

And told ‘em Devyn sent you

Better yet, say it was the demons in you

Seems to me when they was messin’

With these rhymes, i was testin’

I put the work, i put in the grind

They did nothin’, now they wanna lie

They want me to die

Can’t give an answer when i ask why

Because they ass is fine

They don’t know struggle

They don’t know stress

They don’t know love

They don’t know respect

Discredit me, throw away my efforts

Amphetamines, they was on forever

Walls were closed on me

But i can care less

I showed ‘em whos better

Gave ‘em a fair mess

They like i’m tweakin’

But i’m lookin’ at the vision

This time i’m swingin’

So y’all can start to listen

Ima fuckin’ mind sweepin’

Black crow not a pigeon

Ima fuckin’ fine demon

Hell is hot when it's in the kitchen

Why y’all start to bitchin’

Fuckin’ itchin’ for fights

And i’m not gonna lie

At a part of time

I was ditchin’ for my sights

To be different

On my life

Never meant for it get this bright

I’ll be here rappin’

While they sippin’ on purple sprite

So when they die

Eulogy is gonna lie

They had no impact on anyone’s life

So why would they get the right

To fuckin’ fly

While i fuckin’ died?

Ima off him

I wouldn’t lie it’s

Pretty lights in my

Coffin!