(intro)
[Verse 1]
Saw all through the mirage
Went through all of the causes
Proof is right in your faces
Hands stuck , but not me right?
Ain’t got a lot in fight in me
“To the death” fight in me
Feel this life be plottin on me
Just wait til their numbers up
Be wonderin wait what is up
Don’t forget-they one of us
[Verse 2]
Ain’t sleepin but goddam I feel alive (ALIVE)
Go go on top shelf, movin now tryna survive
No lies with this rap shit (nah)
Get by through this rapture
No time for redacting
Give fuck bout the reaction (uuunnnhhh)
Front of the mirror no backin up this for the replay
Pass the mic like a relay, way too open
Sad shit always gone rhyme that’s just me copin
Couplе dollars for my opinions come cash your tokens
Outmaneuvеr the matador inside a China shop
Receipt for the peices, took account from when the interest dropped
Never stopped
Learned to be flexible like the rules depending on who u ask on what u oughta do
Plow through nigga
I plow through
Plow through