COUNTERFFFIT

[Verse 1]
Take the gloves off (Take 'em off)
Sun written feel the rain wash the blood off
My bed's in a field, I sleep in a field
Sound like a peacekeeper, yeah this piece I keep concealed
That's the way
When it's getting heavy and the clock down
Hard to count on the 5K I run the clock out
Somethin' 'bout the way I feel it make me t-- (Never mind)
Appear mask off, had to pop out
No more [?] please
No more stunt double or this bougie centerpiеce
No more satellitе pictures, no more TV dinners
I eat it right in the kitchen while I'm washin' the dishes
Smoke another one (Yeah)
Double down on the packs, blowin' bubble gum
Blew my brain out on the canvas just to paint the picture (Fuck)
Fake money, fuck makin' paper, bitch I counterfeit it

[Verse 2]
(Man--)
(Who the fuck--)
Slept in the woods, the Carhartt keep the skeeters off me
It's a cold world little homie, keep the heater on
Wild west, Smithton West, million dollar mansion
Hope you got insurance bitch I'm 'bouta do some damage (Fuck do you mean)
Can't even do the front
Got a C4 on my body, 'bouta blow 'em up
Got a C4 in the trunk, yeah I'm ridin' dirty
Only work with cash the same color as the Lion's jerseys
Too much "Willy where the tapes at"
Never how I feel, fuck all y'all, where my paper at
Always in my biz, if you a cop, then just say that (Fuck the pigs)
Windows down smoking 87 yelling ACAB (Fuck the pigs)
Stand on that
I stay quotin' myself (C-clipaholic)
Keep it close to god, while y'all goin' to hell
Never go in a cell, put that check in the mail
Yeah that shit is counterfeit, I knew they couldn't tell

[Outro]
(Fuck you)
(Who the fuck--)
(Fuck)
(You know, first and foremost, you know what's coming)
(Jesus Christ)
Somethin' 'bout the way I feel make me t-- (Jesus Christ, never mind)
(Jesus Christ)
Appear mask off, had to pop out