God, I ain't got no time for conversations with your God
This is humiliation, always trippin', it's a fact
I don't want liberations, it's the trade, I wish it rot
Scar beside the phrases, swear to God, I'm ready now
God, I ain't got no time for conversations with your God
This is humiliation, always trippin', it's a fact
I don't want liberations, it's the trade, I wish it rot
Scar beside the phrases, swear to God, I'm ready now
All of the focus on me, told your ho on a street
I'm in roll controlling the spit
Let a scar and a bitch will fall of force they cheap
Flex on me, flex on, flex on me
All of you dumbs will faint through last of faint
Rather catch pain or break from fades
[Verse 2: Ghostemane]
What you get when you mess with the best
I say less, matter fact, take a guess
Either way, either way I left with the rest
Won't forget, what you try to get in case of death
Twenty-seventeen, tried to make me sound the best
Now you motherfuckers couldn't catch up if I start a rest
That's a lot, but we needed almost suit it up
Tryna get to wake except think you help create
[Verse 3: Scarlxrd]
Bullet suppressor on me, I'm a squish that
I landed enough of my time, and I wish that
He was out so many times, but press don't know
I have [?]
Ayy-ayy, Benz and a bitch get's bad
No one ever [?]
[?] brave
[?] fakes
[Verse 4: Ghostemane]
Didn't know what I'm on, and it worked
When we really got it, we made you diminish on left feet
Finished it and generated hate or love
That separated them all [?] Crowley, created
Turned in and I told you the same
My song is just keeping the pain, to the fate
To the gate, don't decade ain't your name
[?] as love [?]
[Outro: Scarlxrd & Ghostemane]
What the fuck? Let him alone
One by one goes not like them
Re-Re-Re-Ready for a wack with the old bat
He put [?] you in the gas, see you fight it
[?] one thing I find about doing that shit [?]
Put your mother right now, will warn [?]
Flex on me ([?])
Pay your prices (Drain your [?])
Mungu, mimi sina wakati wa mazungumzo na Mungu wako