Fake accolades
Worshipping what the pastor say
Overstepping the boundaries
Bound to conquer the alpha phase
I’m deep digging in camp green
Zero throw me the shovel
Im bout to stretch this bitch to 6ft
I reached the surface then evil tugging my soul again
True respect for the karma that’s coming cleaning my road again
I’m off in the shits
Cough up shit
Caught in the coffin
The grip calling to rip
Me pieces
Yeah keep telling me secrets
I won’t use them all against you to uncover over weaknesses
Inside you
Try and kill me then I’m proud of you
I’m not fucking paranoid enough to hold a grudge on you
Cause the trump card wasn’t given
I’m on par with you niggas
It’s all part of the vision
Don’t play dumb and oblivious
I know it’s hard to redesign your whole villainous state
Covert in your ways
Tabula rasa your make
True comes round your dash
Had to cut the fake out there’s way too much plastic
Too cold I’m too cold to feel that
Too cold I might ghost to cool out
Focused on my wraith
Life’s not enough to be playin
If I don’t work now I’m delaying uhh
A quick thousand hours day in
I’m tryna block the bullshit they saying
My dark side ain’t ugly yeah
I’m never too nice that’s the blood in me
If you can’t hold tight then tell me
Focused on my track
People tryna burden me
With sall of these emotions
I can’t spare the fucking time
I’m looking for some peace of mind
I realise that I can’t trust em much as far as I can throw
Deep end pull deeper let me know
Uhhh
Shallow as fuck and I know
Uhh
Tryna get by on my own
Uh
Taking the gamble like poker
What how to talk in your tone yeah
Cause I might flip
Dicking her down and I dip
Starting to twitch
Making her tap out
If i could give out a tip
Never go down
I never back out
Talking tough I’ll just call your fucking bluff
Ahhh
I ain’t dumb enough to go fall for something like love nah
Don’t back me
Bracing myself for baddies
I’m realise I’m bruising happy
My wraith increasing rapidly oh
Wraith was written by Nick Frayzier.
Wraith was produced by BadBills.