it's fun murdering words that are blood-curdling
you must live under a rock
if you ain't heard of him
i don't need a shoulder to cry on
and i walk with a firearm
i just need to put in work and i will flourish
i'm snapping on these tracks like i'm malnourished
no more light to these fakes and these hoes
never seen a carnival that's this large
still walk angrily with a screw face
time to catch a red eye flight
do some stupid shit again
200 shows straight and my head ain't right
time to catch a red eye flight
do some stupid shit again
200 shows straight and my head ain't right
automatic weapon and my firepower murk em
met so many fake people out that i stopped mingling
i'm burning every rapper out
razor under my tongue that's still a buck-fifty
stacked another buck-fifty
thanks to all the people out there that fuck with me
like what happened to buck 50?
how much more fucking spoiled can you get to
now i'm drenched in misery and soiled in regret too
trying to find time to see where my mind gets to
hard to be a leader when your ass don't function
followers don't know you're on a path of destruction
mad is frothing at the mouth
time to catch a red eye flight
do some stupid shit again
200 shows straight and my head ain't right
time to catch a red eye flight
do some stupid shit again
200 shows straight and my head ain't right