fuck trends and fake friends
had to work hard to fit the crown
now i think it's time for me to pass it down
one look at the throne to see i'm bound
they can't really beat me
tell 'em so i can be free
fade niggas like i'm todd
bloody intestine in the lamborghini
i ain't perfect my craft yet
i feel like my mother is isis
lames acting self-righteous
spreading the hate like a fucking disease
they was never worth my time
these bitches never heard my rhymes
i'm 'bout to hit my prime
i don't think they wanna play
'cause they are not about that life
i see the fear right in their eyes
you and i ain't shit in common
their default reaction is always gawkin'
'cause i think i'm bruce wayne
but i'm still the dark knight
been the prophets of prophets
i've been countin' my profits
take my guns out and cock it
this is my verbal exposition
never run out of ammunition