I lost you, I was finding myself

But I don't need you, I'm reminding myself

And it's funny how I wouldn't die for you, cause

My life's so lit I wouldn't die for myself

I don't wanna flip this [?] house now

Can't believe they used to put me in the background

Heard some rumors telling people I was backed-down

So I had to put their bodies in the bag now

And then they aim at me

Tell me I don't got the shit it takes to hurt somebody

Selling souls around my way and I ain't with it

That's the opposite of ownership

I'm building on the fucking highest floor of every place [?]

I don't know about y'all

But I'm definitely gon' make it

You said that I'm not then you definitely mistaken

I said it before, put respect on my name

And you dumb motherfuckers get chest and [?]

I don't like to be the hype one, telling people that I like guns

But I think that you should buy one, and put it in between your eyes 'cause

We don't need you, it's surviving

Oh my, me

Me and censorship have always had a hard feud

Cause we always tend to argue

'Bout who's right and wrong

But aren't you

Supposed to shut the fuck up

When I'm tryna get the bars in

Listen back and I'm nervous

Cadillac and I'm swerving

Hundred-thirty on the surface

From a city to the curtains

[Clip from The Dark Knight]

"If you're good at something, never do it for free"

"How much you want?"

"Uhh... Half"

"You're crazy"

"I'm not, no, I'm not"

I never notice when they taking a shot at me

You would never realize it with these bitches

But Follow me

Like I gotta be

[?]

Cause they tell me I'm the only one that got it

I couldn't disagree

I'm making history

Let anybody ever hit the fucking list with me

I heard somebody was calling out

Now nobody is talking, no disrespect

[?] dissing me now

I heard 'em saying [there's] no way that they ain't competition

I haven't seen no one in here and I guess its suspicious

Slightly too vicious

Might be a sickness

Likely to rip shit

Hype in this business

Height of the pick-list

I got your lies on the rip-list

Well [?] I'ma spot from these bitches

So leave me alone

I don't like to come out much

I hardly leave the house much

Ain't scared of the people who doubt us

Cause we finna bury 'em, bout uhhh

Six feet

Put 'em this deep

Rap money, let me cop a motherfucking six-speed

I was turning two and yelling "bitch please"

I ain't never had a fucking limo

While I'm giving all the haters all of this heat

We can really take this shit from bar to bar

About the wounds we cause

I'm talking scar to scar

I mean you partially hard

And if that lets you rest, you can't consider going off of second-best

I ain't never scared of a person if he is breathing

[?]

I'm murdering all my demons

[?]