messy torture

[Intro: jaydes & yuke]
Yeah, all these M-30s with molly mixed with Hennessy, yeah
Cartel on me, these Percs up in my Louis V
Mama, I'm so sorry, I'm not what you want me to be
Mama—
Think I— think I sold my soul, now they call me Baby Beel
Bleh, I'm too sick—
(Stay back)
Ayy

[Verse 1: yuke]
Niggas hate 'cause I talk on the mic and get some wealth
I want her to feel what I felt
I want her to feel what I felt
Feel what I felt, feel what I felt (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Niggas hate on me because I talk and I get wealth
I don't got regrets but on yo' part, that was an L
How you did me wrong and thought my mans was gon' be chill?
Think I— think I sold my soul, now they call me Baby Beel
Bleh, I'm too sick so they sayin' that I'm ill
Sayin' that I'm ill, sayin' I need help
They tryna lock me away but I will not take that pill

[Verse 2: yuke]
Reality is messy torture, everybody killed (Kill—, killed)
I got blood spilled, now I be taking L's
I want her to feel what I felt
I want her to feel what I felt
She said I'm goin' to Hell, bitch, watch yo' mouth
She said I'm goin to Hell and she want out

[Verse 3: jaydes]
Brrt, yeah, yeah (You have no heart!)
New Balenci' Polo, black and yellow like a bee, yeah (Enemy killed!)
Yeah, all these M-30s with molly mixed with Hennessy, yeah
Cutter on me, these Percs up in my Louis V
Mama, I'm so sorry, I'm not what you want me to be
Mama, I'm so sorry, Lucifer did this to me
But I like yo' lil' thot, I know she listen to me
I put this molly in this blunt, so I could listen to me think

[Outro: jaydes]
Yeah, fuck
It looks like I'm the first loser, ayy
Second thought, I'm the first loser, ayy
Beel came in as a loser, ayy
​yen, yaphomet, that's the blueprint, ayy
I slide I gon' slide, my maneuver, ayy
There's the train, I should get to movin, ayy
Uh-uh-uh, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
Uh-uh-uh, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
Uh-uh-uh, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
Uh-uh-uh, yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
Uh-uh-uh, yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah