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[Intro: mangodxwns]
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[Verse 1: mangodxwns]
Low, low, I'm a god wit' my hand on the globe
Low, low, paparazzi on dick, and it shows
Low, low, seven sins, and I might just hit four
Seven clips, and I'm beltin' out more
Got seven bottles of Luxe and Dior
Low, low, see the son on the brink of perfection
Low, low, couple seconds to change your perspective
Low, low, atomize any nigga that question
Low, low the capability of me (Uh)

[Chorus: mangodxwns]
Feed the beast, feed the fiend
I can counter any scheme
It get deeper in the mud, uh
You can't even comprehend
What's a lion to a spear?
What's a bullet to a monster?
What's an ant to an eater?
What's a man to another?

[Verse 2: Code Blu]
What's a brother to an enemy?
They really think that he can't, he ain't 'fraid of me
He wanna talk, but I told him no
Nah, you wanna conversate 'cause I not laugh
Someone tell me who the fuck this nigga is
Oh, I know he a bitch when he act like a tool
Like back then, you was really the most
We was actin' like goofys and doin' the most
Well, look at you now, you don't switch on the code
And the only thing you get, you switch for a ho
'Cause you buy me some cold shit, now drip like it's vows
Put that water in my ice and that shit gettin' froze
I had to pull out the fire shit
No, nigga, no don't that mild shit
I had to switch up green out with somethin', 'cause a nigga really tryna stunt my style a bit
Damn, my money a stylist
Damn, look how I started this
Back on the Blu, take at it, we makin' that master bitch
You better be proud of this, bitch

[Chorus: mangodxwns]
Feed the beast, feed the fiend
I can counter any scheme
It get deeper in the mud, uh
You can't even comprehend
What's a lion to a spear?
What's a bullet to a monster?
What's an ant to an eater?
What's a man to another?

[Verse 3: Jethro]
What's a plan to the realest one schemin'?
What's a knife to someone already bleeding?
What's some hate to somebody livin' all their life hearin' they could never achieve it?
Chillin' out right now, what I can't afford?
'Cause there's finna be a day when I'm a man in a morgue
So I'ma live right now so no time is wasted
Cold-hearted right now, call that preparation
The steps I'm takin' bringin' me to liberation
Every statement showin' you the plans I'm makin'
Need to stack my paper, no deliberation
Invadin' my space, now you in the pavement
I've been independent, greatest descendin'
I've been ascendin', gotta stay on go
Every time that I try, I'll be gettin' that glow
We are not the same kind, you ain't been here before
We ain't puttin' the work, never slipped on the floor
You ain't been on no come-up, no reason to blow
Yeah, we've been the hardest, I've been in my most
To make somethin' bust, gotta put in the stroke, stupid