SIDEWINDER

Sidewind like a missile, bitch I been great
Hate me
Eviscerate it quicker than the interstate
Lately
Outfit got the 3m on the drip for the safety
If I’m walking around downtown drunk mainly
I don’t give a fuck
Wear some racks im in the slums
I’m an asshole
But You won’t even try to run up
Wherever I walk
All of My pockets need tummy tucks
Billin c-notes every hour, music ain’t my only job, yeah

Plotting on my strategy
Anatomy of my girl leads to flattery
My ego leads to apathy
I’m working on it
Do it for my family
My kid gon need need a mansion and
A break from all the tragedy
Cus we been through a lotta trauma
I don’t wanna talk about the reason I buy so much marijuana
Always stressed enough to slaughter something when I’m off it
Prolly a dependency, baby get the Hennessy
This weed got me gliding gently I’m the green goblin
S rank every mission
Til I get to six figures
Imma wait to call it triple
Til I get to seven digits
Money motivated
Other bullshit overrated
What the fuck is innovation
That don’t sell no fuckin tickets
Industry is soul sucking
Unless you get shown something
Guaranteed you wouldn’t think about it
Less you dug in it
Gimme your attention now cus I’m about to run this shit
Make em fuckin bleed til they need some media coverage

Sidewind like a missile, bitch I been great
Hate me
Eviscerate it quicker than the interstate
Lately
Outfit got the 3m on the drip for the safety
If I’m walking around downtown drunk mainly
I don’t give a fuck
Wear some racks im in the slums
I’m an asshole
But You won’t even try to run up
Wherever I walk
All of My pockets need tummy tucks
Billin c-notes every hour, music ain’t my only job

Mind got dark, my sanity fell apart
Burned down like the notre dame
Guess nature hated our art
Fuck it, open like a palm
I’m sacrificial to start
Tellin me i do it wrong
I’m killing you in the dark
Motherfuckers ain’t constructive
Talk like this is something you could do when you ain’t tough shit
Put a record up then
Drugs got me fucked like an alien abduction
Visions unobstructed
Watch the destruction
Woah, wait
I might leave a face concave
No ones safe
I suggest that you cooperate
Stress has got me contemplating shit
And I can’t concentrate
Ain’t ask for your opinion
But you prolly gonna commentate anyway
Girls in lingerie masturbate to my Hemingway
Level lyrics, a poetic T-100, I terminate
Making me hyperventilate
Hating you cus you’re second rate
Penetrate how I resonate
Sanity, it done ran away

Sidewind like a missile, bitch I been great
Hate me
Eviscerate it quicker than the interstate
Lately
Outfit got the 3m on the drip for the safety
If I’m walking around downtown drunk mainly
I don’t give a fuck
Wear some racks im in the slums
I’m an asshole
But You won’t even try to run up
Wherever I walk
All of My pockets need tummy tucks
Billin c-notes every hour, music ain’t my only job