歌词
Produced by: Jake One
<Verse 1>
I hope you ***** *********** die
Wish death upon they soul until they burnin' in a fire
I'm the illest ********** breathin', **** yo rhyme or yo reason
******* over yo issues, it's kill-a-ho-***** season
I made my way, way, I found my road, road
Bar-arada-da, I made my own, ho
YUGHHH , you ain’t ever have s**t local *****?
Woo, how the **** I owe you local ******?
I’m a global *****, Champs-Élysées shopper
Looked up to Eric B and **** dealer, chain rockers
Where was you when I was bleeding
Disappointed and battling my demons
I just want to ride Italian leather, acting like you don’t know me
Euro designer palace, **** my ***** on Missoni
And I feel…
<Hook: Andrea Martin>
And I feel like they want to take my life
Be careful what you say, be careful what you do
Tell them what they want to hear, but stay from the truth
And I feel like they want to take my life
<Verse 2>
It ain’t enough that I struggle through my career
Less appreciated when I was part of a pair
Pushed an envelope full of truth like I was dared
Depiction and the depth was the proof that I was there
It’s no question in my origins
Photo album full of Polaroids they’re still pointing in
Couple million records sold, still say I’m poisoning
Seven different SIM cards, bringing all that mortar in
Brick by brick *****, all you add is water in
We ain’t got to touch hands *****, put your order in
I just want to float through clouds Hermes seams on my towels
No overly gaudy s**t, just the diamonds on the dials
Woo, and I’m still buying mo’ guns
Mo’ money, mo’ murder *****, choose one
<Hook: Andrea Martin>
And I feel like they want to take my life
Be careful what you say, be careful what you do
Tell them what they want to hear, but stay from the truth
And I feel like they want to take my life
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