Sicker Than

[Hook]

Boy I’m sicker than...
Boy I’m sicker than...
Boy I’m sicker than...
Boy I’m sicker than...

[Verse]

Boy I’m sicker than the flue
I been around these niggas don’t got a clue
I’m like “what’s new?”
People say I’m sticky now I’m feeling like some glue
Peter Parker met Jay Parker then we stole the web, flipped notes then we turned the game on it’s neck, now they have to pay respect
Drew shit like an Aztec, that’s a stick in my hands
They never expected backchats from a nigga straight outta SA, but I’m past that and I bag that
Blow shit like I’m straight outta Baghdad
And everything I done, I did it outta cash
I’m living in debt, owe myself all this shit my momma couldn’t buy me
So meet me by the corner B
I’m slanging all my melodies
And if I sell proper I’ma turn into a felon
Running game like Neil Strauss
Got the power in my hands plus seduction
Robert Greene set a law to conquer shyness
Now I’m setting the bar to conquer blindness
Everybody asking who the king is
I couldn’t care less coz all these rappers careless
I’m the shit, deal it

[Verse 2]

Back in the verse
I’m feeling like Cavii so lift me that curse
I’m workin’ on Sunday, don’t go to no church
Look in the past, I’m digging that purse
Stole a couple coins that blackened my worth
I’m losin’ my thoughts
I’m up in my room, 2AM I’m tryna kiss the moon
Gimme my glow, in the darkness I’m known to be leading your path so where we headed?
You lost and shit - lemme lead you through the tunnel, the dark abyss
I been at my Apex, Alpha Male shit
We on the right track, blowin smoke like a train though
I learnt how to blow niggas out like candle
Cradle to grave, no mental
You died with no medal, no title
You earn nothin’, I’m like a Tidal Wave on any given Weekday, I wrote WeaKDayS
Killed a couple chancers on a Big Day
Then I went home and turned to blazin’
I’m amazin’ you niggas tryna get my blessings
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