Revenge feat. Chrysus

[Verse 1]
Ay
I’m back again
Addressing these n***** that’s playing pretend
I’m nothing to play with, I’m not your friend
I call her Mercedes, she ride like a Benz (skrrrrrt)
Outta the city, I’m still in the ends
How you get messy with all of these 10s
How you get mad, you ain’t even her mans (ha ha ha ha ha)
Despite all the beats that a n**** done ate
They still wanna keep all this shit at the gate
Of course Imma think that you n***** is fake
You n***** rather would praise, n***** for clout
You n***** is focused on the wrong accounts
I’d rather smoke me a doobie and bounce
How many classics? I can’t even count
B**** I be counting like Dracula
I am a star in the Nebula
You know the flow isn’t regular
You can hear it in your cellular
B**** ke rap’a ka vernacular
(nah, like for real, ke rap’a ke vernacular, ultwa)
Ke shapisa sthito ke steppa
Ga rena sepe ka the weather
Cause jacket’e yone ke leather
My jersey e tletse di feather
N***** is playing, I swear they know better
Cause really there’s nobody better
I never lose if I bet on myself
No matter the cards that I’m dealt

[Interlude]
Getting cold (it’s getting colder)
It’s getting cold (it’s getting colder)
It’s getting colder (colder)
Getting colder (colder)

(part 2)

[Hook]
Woah
Heart getting cold
Back on the wall
I’m back on the road
So many nights
I sat on my own
And it’s setting the tone
I wanted to see and I’ve seen enough
They was showing me dust
I’m making a call
Leaving a man in the dust
Revenge is a must

[Verse 2]
Ay
Chain swangin’, jean saggin’
Words spoken, hearts broken
Finding a text hard to respond it
I don’t need the rest, I’m being honest
I’m good with my guys and I like to remind that I got em’
I was down 40k last month and I made that s*** back this month
She got some options but they don’t come close to me, woah
Biting my hand and I used to feed you
There’s no turning back from this point
It’s on sight if I sight at the joint
I’m not one for the long conversations
Lord knows that I hate all the noise
The audacity, it’s embarrassing and I hope that you stand on your choice
I’m sick of pretending I f*** with you n*****
I hop in the ‘bach and close curtains on n*****
I don’t wanna talk to these n*****
Couldn’t have beef with a man
He’s doing canned, I’m doing wagyu my n****
I heard that so and so f****** a b**** that I had
I thought I was gang with lil buddy
I’m holding grudges and I hold my end of the deal
Pussy

[Hook]
Woah
Heart getting cold
Back on the wall
I’m back on the road
So many nights
I sat on my own
And it’s setting the tone
I wanted to see and I’ve seen enough
They was showing me dust
I’m making a call
Leaving a man in the dust
Revenge is a must