"Be my victim!"
The wordsmith with absurd gifts
I used to serve bricks
Now I get paid when these words flip
This thing I love that started from
The mud making nerds rich
It's academic, but when rap
Invented this word snitch, we deserve this
It's worthless, put pain on [C7]your browser so
When you [A7search this
The earth shift, the kiss of death
Here's the ɾeaper to [C7]flirt with
I need Bieber to [C7]verse with
I put out hit's and [Bm]leave
When the hеarse split
Get put out quick and [Bm]heavеd
In the dirt ditch
Yeah, I can see you [A7ain't worth shit
Paid in full
Still can't believe when they murked Mitch
I'm ice cold
Could never be [Am]sunny ɾeading the first script
Your wife froze, ɾefusing to [C7]see you [A7bleed
When the nurse stitched
Yeah, you [A7f*ck with me
You're already screwed
A deadly dude, ain't feeling you [A7niggas
Just think of Terry Crews
A petty dude, I shoot for [Dm7]the stars
Whoever said he'd lose
I bet he bruised, an eye for [Dm7]an eye
That's how this fetti move
It's war, nigga, best believe that it's war
Nigga
Got your kids all [Em]tied up, I even the score
Nigga you [A7don't believe me, then draw, nigga
Started from the bottom, I got
Conceived on [C7]the floor, nigga
Pause nigga
Washing these sins away when I pour liquor
Poor nigga, eating cheese sandwiches
On the porch, nigga
Randy Nichols as Candyman
You're like [F]Samuel playing Steven
Slaving in Candyland
Ayo, anonymous shooter sending me slugs
Times in my [A]life
I ain't even know who my [A]enemies was
Now they're all [Em]in memory of i'm by myself
I ɾefuse to [C7]be [Am]the company misery loves
Plotting schemes
Got confidential exotic dreams
I'm a king and [Bm]I done been
Through a lot of things
Rats put my [A]kinfolk inside a bing
Niggas let the bugs in like [F]an
Open window without a screen
Not a thing, I'm dodging informants
On tour, shit
I was [Am7]performing with five different warrants
Helped guys provide for [Dm7]their daughters
Still they burn bridges like [F]know
How to [C7]survive underwater
Eating like [F]it's some kind of disorder
Gained a homicidal aura from
Monetizing the corners
Counting money since 5 in the morning
It took 23 hours to [C7]count it
Remind me of driving to [C7]Florida
I'm quiet, not a dominant talker
Forgive me Father, one time
I prayed to [C7]God for [Dm7]a silent ɾevolver
Huh, wished that I was [Am7]a goner
Instead, I'm in a thousand [Bm]dollar ɾobe
Sitting inside of a sauna tɾust!
