Hell Is Empty

[Intro]
Yo wassup?
Good day, good night, good morning
Fuck, didn't plan to do this shit by the way
It just happened, just made the beat right now
Just started writing, then this is just what came out

[Verse 1]
Yeah yeah yo
What's talent without knowledge and resources
Going straight to get a job, what I get from these courses
They're main goal was to pass then go straight to college
Now they're setting goals to fuck a girl that is gorgeous
They steal animals, take care of them then call it a zoo
They depressed, they live together
Now they think they a crew
Saying I don't want this is like saying the sky ain't blue
Life is like that, only those with cars can drive-thru
Hardwork beats talent, when talent doesn't work hard
Connections beat hardwork but it never go far
Tryna talk but my vans conversing with my all-stars
You don't need to serve Lord only at the alter
I don't know what's happening to me
No longer fit in the streets, my friends got new enemies
I won't inherit a beef, but they still got my loyalty
Niggas beefing on me but his friends are fucking me ohh
They say we made it but the key is not even close to door
Two years single all because of the hoes that I ignore
They even wasn't fucking with a nigga before
They showed us fake love, but still they can't even withdraw
We recording in a booth made with by blankets
No wonder why all we deliver is pure hotness
Remember when we used to go to shows independent
Performing for performers all because of the attendance ohh ey

[Hook]
Turned my bedroom into a studio
And they stopped sleeping on me
In my "sparabox" I'm gunning for the Millions
Cause we making money for the music

We been reading, time for actions McMillian
Dixciples we moving with the movement
Yeah, we moving with the movement
Dixciples, we moving with the movement

[Verse 2]
Yeah
Hell is empty all the evil is living the world
Momma told me I should wear rosary in morning
Praying harder than I ever did before
Now I'm on Power Hour, God answering my calls
Got to see I got loyal people supporting me
Look, Immo keep giving you more hits
Hater out there busy catch feelings
Just so you know, I won't ever, I will never quit
Money Is the root of evil, Mandela paper
No time for money I just take notes to a calculator
I'm a crocodile and you are just an alligator
They missing target even when I'm always on the radar
They ignored us when we was pulling up while we down
Now they all wanna be friends with Loatinover Pounds
I guess no girl fucks with a dick when it's not hard
I won't ever stop until I reach my prime
Daamn, I even prayed in my nightmare
You can fake a smile but never fake energy in the air
Sometimes I be doubting about the subsequent
How can I be sure while my role models ain't make it yet

[Hook]
Turned my bedroom into a studio
And they stopped sleeping on me
In my "sparabox" I'm gunning for the Millions
Cause we making money for the music

We been reading, time for actions McMillian
Dixciples we moving with the movement
Yeah, we moving with the movement
Dixciples, we moving with the movement