Darkness In the Abyss (feat. Mickey Factz)

Word? (Aah!) Yeah Pardon my killer, demeanor strapped up In your arena like Gilbert Arenas back and forth With the racks but I don't chill with Serena Above niggas, all I see is a ceiling between us Word to moms, how you a hater and still a believer? Pedicures, while I'm recording I still got my feet up House calls, you can't walk nor fit in my sneakers Paid in full from the beginning like Ace still at the cleaners Hip-hop, Run DMC and some shell toe Adidas Close game, we only need a field goal to beat 'em Slide in y'all DM then peel like a Tylenol PM I'm the best step-father to y'all BMs I'm all about a dollar, goddamn, ill-advised You niggas really ain't that gangster, go get a job I heard the nigga that killed yo' nigga is still alive How you do a drive-by, spin the block and he didn't die? You don't know pain until you seen yo' nigga cry or sister lie To your parents while yo' pops look you in the eyes, it was Sy Fuck what you getting, we still luckily getting by Pick a part, pick a side, grrra! It's getting dark, getting side hot (boop, boop, boop, boop) Pick a part, pick a side, grrra! Don't forget your heart, it's alive right? Yeah, pick a part, pick a side Married with children, didn't mean to bud in Countin' Franklins when the snow fall, peep the green I drug in (woo) If I see it I want it, my lady gon' cop it Never wanting the red like McGrady on the Rockets I'm an innovator (right), hate when y'all watch it Turning to imitators like Affion Crockett (ah) Set the bar high, victory is everywhere Even in South Africa, you wouldn't find apartheid Dinner down at Carmines Driving through your city like a tour guide You a Happy Meal and I'm picking on the small fry Far cry from letting your arms rise 'Fore you snap, I take off sides, football vibes A restaurant fries (yeah) Follow the script unless you tryna cross side You dying to floss, why? End up in your pad thai like Asian food Y-3 made my shoe, Sy Ari slay these fools (grrra) It's getting dark, getting side hot (boop, boop, boop, boop) Pick a part, pick a side, grrra! Don't forget your heart, it's alive right? Yeah, pick a part, pick a side, grrra! Jets never wait when the bets levitate Like Tampa Bay traded Cameron, let's celebrate I'm the best in the race, let's set a date Do I want my cake to eat it too? Yes, Anna Mae Fuck rest, it's getting late like a extra delay I'm Kanye West in his hey (uh) The police hatin', they disliking the code we takin' Only they could know what my dog saying like Tony Baker Kobe, Laker, I got the juice, this ain't my only chaser From the show me state but I'm busy so show me later It's a bomb but tell 'em later, shit, it's calm how I kick it Put me in an elevator with Solange Hella paper in my palm, yeah, a swell hooper I think I smell grouper, something fishy Either you want smoke or you sell hookah Who fucking with him? Look in his eyes, uh Pick a part, pick a side, nigga, grrra! It's getting dark, getting side hot (boop, boop, boop, boop) Pick a part, pick a side, grrra! Don't forget your heart, it's alive right? Yeah, pick a part, pick a side, grrra!