Fuckin' black sheep, yeah
Leadin' the flock, yeah, ayy
Every time I come on the beat, it's murder for hire
Took my old self, let that boy burn in a fire
Y'all some burnouts, like you stuck and turnin' the tire
Keep my ear to God, you know that the serpent's a liar, bitch
It's like poker, better guard your hand
My pen game strike fear into the heart of man
These just the pieces of a larger plan
The hard times only turned me to a harder man
Okay, years of sippin' alcohol, made my liver change
From small town local shows to that bigger stage
Thought it was Fahrenheit 451
The way I come around and I set fire to the written page
You say you fly but somethin' wrong, you a crashed Boein'
Ain't touched bread in so long, it's got yo' abs showin'
You steady ridin' them waves, go where the fads goin'
I'm on the GPS, followin' where the bag's goin'
Killer instinct and animal thirst
Second that he said it's beef, I'm killin' his manager first
Thought that I was Don Cannon, way that this cannon disperse
Call me Johnny Depp, I pull up, it's an amber alert, yes
I'm too player for playin', they tryna play me over
All the gangsters are dead, shout out to Ray Liotta
The future greatest of all time like a baby Yoda
She over you, you fuck her this good, she'll be stayin' over
I skipped English class, but this the aftermath
Of workin' twice as hard as them, gettin' half the bag
When yo' name is synonymous, you don't have to brag
How I made all these millions without the platinum plaque?
Yeah, 'cause it's murder for hire
Took my old self, let that boy burn in a fire
Y'all some burnouts, like you stuck and turnin' the tire
Keep my ear to God 'cause you know that the serpent's a liar, bitch
It's like poker, better guard your hand
My pen game strike fear into the heart of man, yeah
These just the pieces of a larger plan
The hard times only turned me to a harder man
Still eatin' mom's spaghetti and got my palms sweatin'
Left the jeweler seven new rings, I feel like Tom Brady
I'm Tom Petty with people 'cause I'm beyond petty
My confidence pressin' buttons like alarm-setting
Never downgradin' the bag size
That shit dumb as Kim Kardashian downgradin' the ass size
When I drip, people trip, thinkin' I'm baptized
Eight different straps in the back where I stash nines
Free YSL and the jeans came from YSL
Don't mean the T-shirt is big when I say I excel
I take a L to the face like I'm tryna fail
Don't see the talent in the kid, man, you blind as hell
Already in 2082, wavy mood, I done paid my dues
Keep it a hunnid, we don't take fifty, that's a shady move
Suckin' on some big ass tits, shortage on baby food
Two thousand pounds in Cali, I'm tryna find a vendor
I scam a bitch for some racks, like that guy on Tinder
I tell her that my enemies got a hold of Peta
My dog covered in gold, but he ain't no retriever
Yeah, 'cause it's murder for hire
Took my old self, let that boy burn in a fire
Y'all some burnouts, like you stuck and turnin' the tire
Keep my ear to God, you know that the serpent's a liar, bitch
It's like poker, better guard your hand
My pen game strike fear into the heart of man, yeah
These just the pieces of a larger plan
The hard times only turned me to a harder man
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