Workin' hard, made the money stretch
Can't get no rest, cause I'm wicked like the
Rest
They showin' love, but I know the feeling's
Mixed
See a deeper meaning, like the Egyptian hieroglyphs
See the history, ain't sold what it is
I'm prayin' that the shooters won't have to
Hold a blip
I'm prayin' that the addicts won't have to hide the shit and get a grip
Demons revolve and surround the f*ckin' jet
Look at the frame, at the moment you have to move to quit
Prone to the cash, hard, but the real ones bounce back from it
And they laugh from it, hard, but they know they fake as shit
And it ain't hard, but he know that I break a bitch
If it really can't take this purge, that's a king, god forbid
We in desperate times, witness, evil crap well equiped
Through the class of the weird, so we'll see
Through the threats, cadavers still call me, you know it's sweet
Workin' hard, made the money stretch
Can't get no rest, cause I'm wicked like the
Rest
They showin' love, but I know the feeling's
Mixed
See a deeper meaning, like the Egyptian hieroglyphs
See the history, ain't sold what it is
I'm prayin' that the shooters won't have to hold a blip
I'm prayin' that the addicts won't have to hide the shit and get a grip
Demons revolve and surround the f*ckin' jet