Distro (Intro)

Lost in my own mirage
Oooo
Moving not falling
Catch myself recalling days of times
When kids ran thru hills unafraid of the nightlights
I won’t watch my kingdom lose on its insights
They tearing my family out from the inside
I got the burner the power the money the monster in me
I won’t set that bitch free on the deads I can’t

Fires on horizons they blinding me
I’m gon go violent if they won’t go wild in this bitch on my life it’s my prophecy
Yea yea
Jack of diamonds im the first of my kind
Hit the deck and up the ante need a ghost for the ride
I took the jet back into hobby had to check on my side
The west is wildin on the way I heard this shit prophesied
Yea

Nah I gotta keep gettin at it
The way she shakin up and down my view lookin cinematic
I gotta have it
It’s automatic I get the money and flip it backwards
From side to side yea we flyin from la to the packers
And ain’t nobody thats takin over no other rappers
The dogs with me I hear em talkin it’s so dramatic
If i make the call they flyin when I need some backup
Ain’t no static in it I’m committed when they need I’m packin

Im alive I’m alive
Takin sips is ill advised
You know kids gon down that shit like Nola 1985
Got the diamonds on the time
And I won’t leave em undisguised
I got hustlas in the building y’all gon hear it when I slide

Rock the slippers to the dinners while I sip the sizzurp
And through the fire James harden hit em with the spinner
The crown melted when I grabbed it
Gold drippin visor
Got a army ridin thru it
Me and all the sinners
Yea!