fiasco

But life goes on
Kacey Musgrave my name into everything
Momma said go ahead boy you can sang
Gotten to the point where my words can’t explain
My sins are made out of diamonds on my damn chain
Motherfucka' gonna write for em
Cause the bars weigh heavily
I ain’t even gon' lie to em
Only god is ahead of me
She’s not my bitch but she’s my bitch
Mind too fucked from my last trip (ah)
Game too fucked from my last shit
Sample too cold from my last flip
Heaven strike on me
I don’t wanna grab the heat
Strike on me
I don’t wanna grab the heat
How much is left in me
Before my last feast
Mo Money Mo Problems
I’m tryna put a couple rappers in Odessa’s morgue
Carry the bodies till my arms grow sore
If they ain’t with shits then send em to the door
Yea
Send em to the door
Yea
Send em to the door
Yea
It’s a closed case
In my own face
Yea someday
Platinum
Ya some day
Ya some day
Going on the one way
Going on the one way
Shit’s all fitted then I go on the runway
When they talkin' about greatness
Yea they talking about me
When they talkin' about uh
Then they talking about the streets
Imma gut this thang till I make the blood rush
And my words go ballistic
Give a fuck about luck
And you can’t cut my roots i’m my own man
Sweet like pound cake, jusy took it off the pan
I just flown off the land
Where the fuck am I gon' land
Y’all don’t hear me y’all jusy wanna dance
I can never listen
Since niggas think they got it
They always still trippin'
I’m ready to keep rippin'
The only thing in life is the mic I keep grippin'
Since I push you niggas back like a couple pistons
Y’all niggas can’t get this?
This that shit that left you breathless
This that shit that left you distanced
Greatness in the makin' and you can never witness
Left you dead inside a street
And nobody to victimize
Realize I’ll kill y’all niggas till I’m dead
I’m still alive
Y’all niggas can not see eye to eye
That’s why y’all rinse and repeat
Then kill y’all niggas
And get shot but never die
Y’all niggas can lay down in the coffin
That’s ya only option
Stop with all that bullshit that y’all kept talkin'
Close you down like 6 feet
Ain’t no dead man walkin'
You dead man sleepin'
While I pop bottles that shits every weekend
What the fuck y’all niggas keep thinkin'?
Y’all niggas needa talk to a shrink every weekend
Fuck I don’t give a shit if y’all keep sinkin'
I need niggas just to blast for me
I got people readin' the bible like its blasphemy
I got the people like that but this shits catastrophe
Niggas is gon' be like that but you livin' inside of reality, nigga
I live in my life like actuality
Niggas livin' life like it’s a fantasy
Let me live my life
Like I can see these niggas as my family
Or my faculty
Nigga this is business
This that real shit, do not get it all twisted
Nigga just listen
This that shit that gets you fucked up in competitions
Yea
I push this shit back like a piston
Nigga
Like a piston
Bitch