[Verse 1: E’Lii Kif]
Hard to say that I’m okay, your social lies are killing me
Bought a top deck, to sweeten things, inside my box, I'm fighting sins
Ever since, that Adam bitch, I hate the big apple bitch
Yeah God, I understand, me hold the bloody scalpel, slit!
Listen dog, I'm not a gangster, "KIF don't carry weapons"
Cause the time I'm feeling gangster, "when he jamming to that staples"
You Clip (x2), man your gun sounds like a stapler
The Moto for this shit, is that my emotion is the driver
Now hey, hey, I heard that I'm not your favorite
No pay day, I gotta move back to mamma
No roommate, I wana fuck like the whole day
And! Thee above talk, is a high topic, put the blame on me
[Hook]
Scripting while I'm dreaming, novelist of my dreams
Know I sound too childish, black sheep outta the Gambino’s
I made this track because I'm moving out, ha
My Dad says it’s time to man up, ha
I made this track because I'm moving out, ha
My Dad says it’s time to man up, ha
Life never ends up, the way you planned it
Okay! (x5)
[Verse 2: E’Lii Kif]
Been saving like forever, less praying, I hope I make it
All I do is add a word, hope I fuckin’ meet my Bella
I’m thinking, Adderall’s, cause I see no loopholes
I wana, Add a role, see the pic like a director
I’m that walker, no zombie, yet Daryl is after me
Believe in Zeus and God, see they got the same mentality
I love my baby momma; that shit ain’t happening to me
I got too much momentum, “Man you scared to commit”
Man I rap for Gill Marcus, just her in my pockets
Fall in love with rap that’s a sluggish way of speaking
I’m sprite to your monsters, I’m gobble your goblin
“Where the fuck been”, busy slaving and saving
That means I’m not eating’
[Hook]
[Outro Verse: Manic]