shoutout my brothers,

they keep me in line like the metronome keep me in time,

we blow so much smoke in the whip that you can’t even see us, you can’t even peep me inside,

damn.

im hidin a part of myself but i can’t always keep me inside,

cuz i don’t like fighting but if you want beef there’s no ring in the world you could sleep me inside,

damn.

im hearin this voice in my head, its like “you better keep me in mind,

you keep tryna keep me disguised, but we need to show em exactly how deep we can dive”,

damn.

the angel that sits on my shoulder keeps tryin to keep me alive,

the devil keeps tryin to get me to swallow a bullet, i guess he just keeps me aligned,

damn,

i made a bad bitch my bonnie so i could just keep bein clyde,

damn,

these rappers ain’t workin this hard, all these lazy boys keep me reclined,

damn,

i’ve seen some rappers go up for a second, then steeply decline,

damn,

they keep tryna push a persona, the image is cheaply designed,

damn,

im never selling my soul for a deal, if the price is too steep, we decline,

the motive is deeply divine, i know in my heart if i just take a leap, we’ll be fine,

damn,

i been awake for so long that these rappers, they can’t even sleep me combined,

they think they can sweep me, it’s fine,

cuz i know that nobody living could keep me from mine,

damn.

bitch i wish you,

would,

try to play me, bitch i bet you wish you,

could,

try to play me, you could try but bitch i’m,

good, in that,

1980 white mercedes gripping, wood, gripping wood, bitch, huh

i’ll talk my shit in a song, but really im humble in person,

i was too good at this rap shit, i honestly thought i might have to start mumblin verses,

we talk to god through this shit, we pray on the mic like we prayin in crumbling churches,

i swear to god,

we went through way too much shit to be in this bitch fumblin purses,

damn,

i got dead presidents with me, it feels like i’m juggling hearses,

damn,

these rappers love buyin their fame but that’s really a humbling purchase,

damn,

and the angel that sits on my shoulder keeps tryin to keep me determined,

the devil keeps tryin to get me to swallow a bullet, i guess he just keeps me a person,

damn.