Form a fucking plan
Shit is out of hand
Can't do this no more, got to land
Stick to the script
Your shit is going to hit
Here will go, my mind running out of control
Mind racing where we going to go
What we about to do when society hating on you
You got to see it through with a clear eye view
Prices raising, demons aiming
Young roley sanity saving
Given your girl what she is craving
It is such a crazy concept
One minute you stable the next you not
Shit be a plot, praying I don't end up shot
Really, I deserve to be on a yacht
My niggas are only winning
We got that mentality
You, too busy watching me
Understand that this not personal
This is just me, personally letting you know
I am here to destroy everything you came to see
Fuck you nigga, You are just a wannabe
Pocket watching me
I am going to kill you with the honestly
Check the prophecy
I was born to win that's the policy
My fault I gave you the impression we friends
But nigga this is the end
I got the gems
Sent three when you should have sent ten
I beat you with my fist and I kill with my pen
Hating ass niggas do not want to see me in a benz
Now understand that this for my personal enjoyment
The pain of oppression that causes your regression
Get out of my face
I need you all to understand, that I am over this shit
I am trying to go places
You still catching cases
Bad energy, can't face it
Set this motherfucker off
Point at you and pray to god
Squad, really showed me what it's like to turn on your own
Glad I learn that lesson, forever alone
Just watch out when I come with the cyclone
With the cyclone