**** it, let me start like this, This some new type shit, For this dope white kid, Bitch feel my rizz, It might be hope I give, I'm not really for the kids, But I hope I is, I go dumb with it, I'm just really having fun with it, You don't want the savage, In the back cause it's done different, Dumb bitches, y'all can't really **** with it, None these bitches really competition, They just sus-bitches, Just kidding, really I meant suspicious, Bitch you better just keep on waiting, And go bus dishes, I dusted it, I cleaned that shit right off, Someone turn my mic on, Someone help, my minds lost, I'm gone, blast away, I might leave this scary place, For a couple of days, I might take a vacay, Just to go vacate, I'll get away from all the fakes, Maybe just say grace, I'm not trying to save face, Trying to save my place, In the hall with the greats, Is where I'll be one day, These bitches think I'm kidding, I don't need your faith, Get the **** out my way, And stay out my space, yeah, (Hook ×2) I've been leagues above, These bitches seem thug, But I've seen enough, Spit that bullshit till the scene combusts, And just keep that tale tucked, While I fix shit up, yeah Cause I'm leagues above, What you thought I was, I don't need no love, Mother****ers hating, But to me you suck, Outta luck, no ****s, And that's word to Lux, Yeah, Bitch I am deluxe, scandalous, Pussy you ain't man enough, They ain't ever been tough, Had it tucked, ran up, Made em stick they hands up, Ran pockets, came clutch, They ain't never sold drugs, Only did em, that's sus, Probably went to replug, But that money's not much, Moral of the story, **** with me and get touched, I could go and mask up, Just to **** your ass up, They be mad pressed, Cause I press till they budge, Hella stressed, say less, Play em less in the clubs, I just made a mess, I confess, lack trust, So I let that shit bust, full thrust, now hush, That shit's so old that it's probably got rust, I could crush it in my hand, Just to make that shit dust, This shit gets rough, no bluff, take puffs, Just to calm my ass down, When these pussies act buff, Damn, I'm asking who am I, My foolish side, it needs to be euthanized, I shoot for skies, While waiting for the roof to rise, The coup de gräce is coming, Imma boot these guys, I'll group the five, that I like, Loot the mic, then I'll spit this shit real, Cause it's truth they like, What the **** is your deal, Pop a pill tonight, Just to help the bad dreams, From the fear I spike, it's Wicked,