I been dealing with too many bitches
Dealing with too many snitches
Pick your chain up off the floor
It dropped soon as you took the picture
You looking so salty but your niggas copping season tickets
Popping all that shit but I'm the one and they can see the difference
I can't believe that you came out looking like that
I peeped how you move, boy you move slimy like that
In the 813, bitches be grimy like that
Aye, bow your head while you out here tryna find me like that
I ain't gon' tell you again
You ain't my blood, ain't my friend
How do you not comprehend?
Got me pulling up and they screaming "Amen!"
Amen
Amen, amen, amen
Amen, amen
Amen
Amen, amen, amen
Amen, amen
Amen
No friends
A coffin's only made for one, it's just me in the end
I peep you do this shit for fun, you do it 'cause you can
Bitch, I feel like the chosen one, got staples in my hand
And I always keep a gun on my side
Ride around with killers, I know if I slide, they slide
Tryna make a million, we don't care about the time
You like what I'm rocking but this shit, you cannot buy (J-A-Y)
Look
I gotta keep my distance
All these bitches out here wicked
Two hands on my bottle like she tryna get 3 wishes
God be my witness, demons got me on they hit-list
Baptized by the trauma, all my verses feel scriptures
And I got bones to pick
Got 'em with the hoes and shit
Grave got holes and shit
Spent nights outside living in the cold for this
Suicide, went broke for this
Couple plays that I slaved for that you payed for
Only thing that you got to show for this
I pray I'm done I'm over this
You fold hands just like Jehovah here
Amen
Amen, amen, amen
Amen, amen
Amen
Amen, amen, amen
Amen, amen
Amen