Get twisted Sundays We at it again Look I'm from the swat You can get ya issue Every beat I get to slicing Like I'm Yoshimitsu Knew I had the juice since the 4th grade Had a chili bowl but I was down to catch a fade Ouu Most of my partners be catching plays I only give em bars in hope that'll it catch a slave Unlock it's mental then build credentials to catch a wave Up outta poverty logically they should give me praise Ouu Hallelujah on my medulla They clap for me cause they see a ruler straight out the sewer I try to teach em how to maneuver without the ruger They say I'm spitting bazookas Cause the flow is medusa That's hard Word to my T Jones If yo neck got beady beads get a heat comb Dogface was trapping hard he had 3 homes I asked my partner how you popping with a preowned Vehicle swear his thinking remedial He drive a Charger but swear it's a Lamborghini Coupe He shop at Zara but swear he be rocking Jimmy Choo I get on tracks and do magic just like a genie do ouu One time for the west though Two times for the youngin with the best flow I rap for those relieving stress with the sess smoke They hear my bars and feel like the God is celestial ouu Hail Mary, mother of God I got a partner selling soft another sell hard They like Genobili on the block ready to catch a charge I got too many friends in low places word to Garth Brooks And ain't no one shook cause ain't no such thing as halfway crook They want us all extinct We halfway look and feel like dinosaurs I ain't hurt just kinda sore By the fact that this time of war brought on us is for kinda poor People who do not mind all sorts of Calamity vanity my sanity is Kinda teetring the way They misleading the youth to be some idiots Yep, yep, yep, ouu I said it They gassed up Unleaded, every beat I'm on Be-headed Come at me wrong and get slid like debit Or credit it's the same Just refrain from transactions Fat bad had to get shorty like Gene Hackman E gave me support that was needed to gain traction And Nell be making beats that I instantly deem classic Yuh I ain't lyin I ain't lyin dog We should go diamond with the pressure we applying dog Every beat I get I hit it with that iron claw Be a king that's the only thing a lion taught Yuh Mufasa of mi casa Where I'm from they turn imposters to pasta I'm tryna go from Ramen Noodles to the lobster And pay my momma back for every penny that I cost her Yuh, yuh I ain't playin' with ya Yeah, yeah, yeah

I, oh, yeah I, I I Oh (yeah), oh (yeah), oh (yeah), oh On my soul, everybody in the clique strapped, and they all on go Keep a stick, just like branch, papi, but I ain't a troll On my mama, can't nobody out here play me for no hoe Guard your grill, guard your grill Ain't nobody out here hard to kill The gat I pack go pap and peel your cap from front to back Have you stiff or hard as steel Ah, tuna fish, my hardest meal Stay trill when they switch to a harder skill I'm in the field like a Buffalo Bill with a bubble-coat filled With a couple little posts, chill Switch it up, get direct, black and white, Michael Bibby I get cheese with everybody, but can't do it with no Mickey Keep a blicky on me for them serpents tryna give me hickeys Who want smoke? Who want smoke? Guess what, hoe, I'm the chimney, ah Bring me the smoke, and I'll build you a fire To burn my desire, burn my desire Bring me the smoke, and I'll build you a fire To burn my desire, burn my desire Oh (yeah), oh (yeah), oh (yeah), oh On my soul, everybody in the clique strapped, and they all on go Keep a stick, just like branch, papi, but I ain't a troll On my mama, can't nobody out here play me for no hoe Don't slander all the banter, just one answer, I'm an animal I'm just one man, outstandin' though Part wolf, part king, part Hannibal Example, proof, I'm built like I'm mechanical On the mic, I'm a cannibal You don't know who I'm family to You don't know my team, you don't know my mans'll do Turn it up to the maximum, gorillas in the trap But them got millions watchin' every move I make 'cause I'm what's happenin' Got jaws droppin', autopsies, drive hard tops, got hard body 'Cause Nas told me, "Y'all problem," this high-powered, high-profit On my soul, everybody in the clique strapped, and they all on go Keep a stick, just like branch, papi, but I ain't a troll On my mama, can't nobody out here play me for no hoe On my soul, everybody in the clique strapped, and they all on go Keep a stick, just like branch, papi, but I ain't a troll On my mama, can't nobody out here play me for no hoe (What up, Thun? Let's get it) Yeah, uh Uh-huh, yeah Yeah, yeah (yeah)

Lord, forgive me, Lord, forgive me, Lord, forgive me, Lord, forgive me Lord, forgive me, Lord, forgive me, Lord, forgive me, Lord, forgive me Lord, forgive me, I be putting in work Lord, forgive me, I was doing that dirt Lord, forgive me, I put a hole in his shirt Lord, forgive me, he was on the wrong turf Lord, forgive me, had the pistol at the church Lord, forgive me, been cursed since birth Lord, forgive me, tryna figure my worth Tryna do better, can't get no worse What I done wrong, I done right, it's my darkness in your sunshine What I done wrong, I done right, it's my darkness in your sunshine Look, before I spit a hallelujah, I'ma need a hearse 'Cause I ain't finna let nobody hoe me out here My pockets on Buddha (Fat), church My demons still gotta pay the toll round here Big Glock, keep heavy metal like Kid Rock Barrel of the Sig' hot, shoot 'til my wrist lock If the opposition make a pit stop, bouta drip drop Get popped while some Kidz Bop's playing Yeah, on my daughter's, know that this ain't only talk My only thought is how to make a choppa Make a oppa skate from round this ho like Tony Hawk Yeah, tell Skateboard P that this a buffet I'm from where they handle more keys than valet Whole squad grip beams, but this ain't a ballet So if you hear that boom boom, all I can say is Lord, forgive me, Lord, forgive me, Lord, forgive me, Lord, forgive me Lord, forgive me, Lord, forgive me, Lord, forgive me, Lord, forgive me Lord, forgive me, I be putting in work Lord, forgive me, I was doing that dirt Lord, forgive me, I put a hole in his shirt Lord, forgive me, he was on the wrong turf Lord, forgive me, had the pistol at the church Lord, forgive me, been cursed since birth Lord, forgive me, tryna figure my worth Tryna do better, can't get no worse What I done wrong, I done right, it's my darkness in your sunshine What I done wrong, I done right, it's my darkness in your sunshine Yeah, yeah, yeah Whole hood screamin', "Big Fat, don't hurt 'em" Tob like, "Hell naw, get 'em" Big steppin' on the head of the serpent But I keep a blade 'case I gotta kill 'em Everything beheaded when I get it I done slid on everything But I ain't credit nor the debit, I'm invested That's why I can go from' crumbs to bein' breaded And my baby daddy got our bank account in 7 digits plus some Can't fight good, but I bust guns It's on sight wit' me, never duck none I'm givin' my 'hood babies trust funds We ain't never goin' broke, ayy, look I don't play about my two lil' daughters or my son Or my lil' baby that's about to come I leave a demon holier than nuns and then pray Lord, forgive me, Lord, forgive me, Lord, forgive me, Lord, forgive me Lord, forgive me, Lord, forgive me, Lord, forgive me, Lord, forgive me Lord, forgive me, I be putting in work Lord, forgive me, I was doing that dirt Lord, forgive me, I put a hole in his shirt Lord, forgive me, he was on the wrong turf Lord, forgive me, had the pistol at the church Lord, forgive me, been cursed since birth Lord, forgive me, tryna figure my worth Tryna do better, can't get no worse What I done wrong, I done right, it's my darkness in your sunshine What I done wrong, I done right, it's my darkness in your sunshine