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All right. Let me get myself together

All right. All right

If you are bad at being the villain, you may as well be the hero

It's your story, Jhé

Hmm

Hmph

Use to tell a lie to get ahead of ****, now I'm working hard to be a better ****

I'm a sinner, I was born this way

Feel like Biggie in the stu but I ain't got no faith

Sunday mornings went to church, fell asleep in the third pew

Looking at the preacher, but his daughter in my view

Felt that it was wrong that I couldn't pay attention

I know they speak the truth, but shit it's kinda hard to listen when you're driving down the street

And your homies selling white girl, And the pastor getting busy with a black girl

I ain't playing, ****. I live in the real world

**** dying every day up in the real world. Facts

Mobbing like **** in Baltimore digging deeper in my mental, my hustle better than yours

Feel like Nas in the 90s, none of these **** like me

Walking down the street and two **** just tried to fight me

Mental on the swivel in the city of mad vice

Or you gon' catch a bullet or a head full of lead pipe

Never been that **** caught up lacking with no sword on my Wu-Tang shit

Mental method is raw core, ****

I would fein for resort, cuzzo fucked up

He off a bean, hitting ports

Treat this beat like basketball, bitch, I'm mean on this court

And I'm solid on this lick, He ain't bout it, he unsure

If you fold under pressure, I can't trust you when it's war

I put fear in **** once, ever since I've been bored

I ain't Cartier on my wrist, yet, I'm tryna make the forbes

Told him come and get his bitch back, she done fell in love with the boy

What, man? Fuck this shit

Calm your ass down, ****

****, it's my time, I don't give a fuck

Collect your thoughts and get it together

It isn't fucking, let me spell it out for you

Too many blunts to the head, I'm up in the air

My mental on do not disturb

Too many expectations, gotta say fuck that

Bitch, I'm that **** for sure

Being this way is a gift and a curse

I'll take that for better or worse

I used to live by the day, succumbing to evil

Now I know it ain't how I was raised

I see the world in a way that these **** can't

I feel like I'm really insane

I'm trying to paint us a picture

I got a vision for me and my family name

Anyone in opposition, gonna make a decision

Take off or get ready to aim

I get a high when I shake off a lame

Burn up a wood in the spot with no shame

I'm Mr. get up and do it

I'm stacking my chicken, I'm trying to get me a buffet

I ain't gonna stop with the family eat

Pressure applied at night and the day

Fuck with these ****, be talking about

Bitch I'm the biggest thing coming straight out of VA

Now wait a damn minute, you can't say

You ain't hearing me though

Good God almighty

That son of a bitch did it again

Didn't he

All roads lead north, my friend

At the helm and the mercy of the badvillain