Direct heat

I could really just sleep

Every foe got Overwritten

I believe so I achieve

Work complete

Chasing cheese

Money bags

Muddy speech

Every MF record worth at least

What you made last week

Taut strings

Vie for a lens so you can see

Through the valleys and the peaks

I could crumble many creeps

Ay caramba

I could rumble

I could clutter up your cleats

Net a lease

I could purchase with these benjimains creased

I Ain't afraid of a little bit of oddisee

Stay harnessing

This artistry

If you came for thе brilliance and harmony

You can count on me

You can count on me

Shapе up

Solid bars

Like a marble street

I’m In your carpals deep down

Dripping energy

Imma Sikk MF

So sick

When I cough on your coffin

I bet ya Rest In Peace

Alert for sure

A Self worshiper

Dealt a stellar verse

They deaf they never sever

Still stuck to bozo visions

They sold you mindless pitches

No wonder why your riches

So dry like desert ditches

So I call em all bitches

Eat a pussy so delicious

Come rectify my image

I’ll set ya fire driven

Chewing me up like dishes

They’re burning worthless witches

A metaphor for business

In the age of self derision

Assembly line type rhyming

Just leave me out your limelight

How could you shine my shining?

You barely try synthizing

The middle of the life and

The end of all the trifling

Begin with winnings priceless

Suffice to say I’m heisting

I’m taking all the Christ’s

Put them inside devices

They built and tie the tightest

Tie up and slide decisive

You my see my cause entices

And proper appetizers

No way out bitch

Just lies is

Really what they comprises