Released on August 10, 2018

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[Intro: Samuel Veil]

Break a glass in the rat city

Cash and the bad luck came too fast, blast piggy

What’s that in the bag, huh?


[Verse 1: Samuel Veil]

Let me show you how it hurts

Turn a runner to a lurk

This ain’t fucking gangland

No honor in the dirt

No commas in the purse

I look richer than you’ll ever be

Wealth different with obscenities

I talk how I gotta

Point across bridge

Song of myself shit

Tightrope no spotter

Run your mouth like a lotta

Reup the feature deal

Sound like Mahatma

The peace is real

Starve enemies, I love the wait

No apologies, take time ‘fore I serve the plate

Cold, linger on the air like a hunt

Hov knows we on the run

Tried to rob the art museum, car speeding up the steps

Rocky’s heart is beating, sub par arteries

Carve the raw meat apart to feed the dark

Dreams are bread and circuses

Cursive metamorphosis

Idols have the murder script, uh

Common thieves, how’d we get away with it

Fence is pretty good, I don’t have to pace this shit

Daylight I wear masks, shit is dangerous

And if they pull us over, play this shit


[Chorus 1: Samuel Veil]

What you own?

What you lead?

What you on?

Who’s your team

What you comin' with?

Stutter steppin'

Like chameleons

I’m the one

Among the millions

Fuck a replica


[Verse 2: Samuel Veil]

I’m a conjuring act

Turn my product to crack

Nobody sponsors the tag

Already tonka’d the team

Now they mobbing like sap

Philly brought us together

The city bonkers like that

Somebody monster me quick

‘Fore I conquer the map

Y'all need bodies for love

I just need bodies for bags

Oh, y'all wanna be friends now

I don’t squander the flag

Zay mamba’d his shoes

I anaconda’d the stag

The big game is my only concern

I heard all the other artists, I know where I should learn

And who doesn’t deserve, they still reckless with words, huh?

So who’m I talking to first...huh?

This an open invitation for the waterfront

Bored, walkin' off the ledge like Tha Carter 1

Mentality, you lookin like you got a gun

Confidence is nothing, I know when you start to run

Three, two, one, it’s better than none

Cowards, listen to yourselves, y’all are nobody’s sons

How you move and how I move it’s like y’all wanna be done

And I can do it with a drum, you know I’m already numb

Skull feels like I hit the vapor

Stitches unravel from the razor

Pain, same shit different flavors

I only wanna kill the traitors


[Chorus 2: Samuel Veil]

You ain’t own

You ain’t lead

You ain’t on

Fuck your team

You ain’t got a lick

Shudder walking

I got twins

Miss the coffin

Learn your sins

You ain't fucking with me!