The Devil’s Chord

Soul assassins Ayo My cassette full of dope street corner quotes Foot on ya throat Soul assassin with the magnum blastin' heavy smoke Jake got the dogs, don't bring the blicker on the ferry boat Gotta move slicker nigga, very low Five hundred for every O, my esé got the crystal meth from Mexico Cartel how we move the music, you don't measure close Fast dough, cash flow getter Caught a seizure of the shit, the nigga only hit half of the mixture Nigga's ass see a bozo lookin' back in the mirror All you saw was the flash and the flicker blastin' black picture Darkness, somehow I evolved outta the hardship Now every time I talk on the song it's God's gift God, you fuckin' with me is a far pitch School you niggas like W. Fard in a mosque readin' God's text Didn't have it all, the cash put me on a conquest Hustled then I came up, woulda thought I won a contest Cruisin' in the low-low, chrome pistol in the arm rest Pions, it's no contest, how much you want bet? Nights I didn't have it, shit was eatin' me alive inside Had to make a way 'cause real shit, son, only I provide Came up on tooth for a tooth and eye for eye Only coincide with my a-alikes, you don't qualify Nights I didn't have it, shit was eatin' me alive inside Had to get the bag 'cause real shit, son, only I provide Came up on tooth for a tooth and eye for eye Only coincide with my a-alikes, you don't qualify Ain't no reward without a risk involved How much are you willin' to take's the question to ask before you get it on The world fucked up, we got crooked cops and fentanyl Covid, is it real or is it fake? They tryna kill us all Politicians got a trick system, the shit is wicked, dog Niggas in the can goin' nuts, they cut they visit off Stressed out, even the kindergarten teachers sniffin' soft On a binge, bills scattered all over the kitchen floor Didn't think this shit was gonna last long Now where I'm at it's body after body, 'cause everybody got a mask on Unidentified, the eyes tell a long story though So often friend morph to foe, only trust a soul It's either money or they lust control Heaven's what you make it, hell's the bullshit you go through tryna touch your gold The game sold, cop this, I be ya tutor scrap Build your credit up, pursue the racks, a lot of these niggas act Get your gun license, grab a mac, hold down your fort with that Nights I didn't have it, shit was eatin' me alive inside Had to make a way 'cause real shit, son, only I provide Came up on tooth for a tooth and eye for eye Only coincide with my a-alikes, you don't qualify Nights I didn't have it, shit was eatin' me alive inside Had to get the bag 'cause real shit, son, only I provide Came up on tooth for a tooth and eye for eye Only coincide with my a-alikes, you don't qualify (Shee) assassins