[ Featuring Turkish Executioner, Patient Zer0 ]
Aye keep it G I'm playing chess you playing
Checkers my ego is double measured laying
Down a plan because I got places to be aye
No worries always know where the lines are
Never catch me slipping cutting up these
Tracks like a machete fame going up like
I'm running a marathon but in reality I'm
Driving around in a Bugatti say man I've
Been taking it back for a while but it seems
Very little changed don't really care about
Opinions I got shit on my mind lately been
Feeling extra like I'm undefeated
Aye no worries aye no worries know where I
Stand on the pedestal it's a cold night
Thinking about her but I left right
I made all the wrong moves right at the Terminal
Ready to take off a glimpse of the past I'm
Right back to the start will be back believe it
I feel so foolish been to hell and back
Nothings ever gonna be the same on the
Corner but I'm not selling having it my way
No replay been going through phases since
15 I'm in too deep to keep a clear mind
Seeing the people around
You dissatisfied got my poker face
On but there ain't no getting out pacing
Pacing driving till the sun sets racing
To the Netherlands I gave up a lot of
Shit but gained the minimum my heart
Feels like titanium
Scared my ego's getting in
The way of my accomplishments
What if I drop a song and it doesn't go
What if I build myself up to get knocked down
Damn
I ain't got no worries
I feel like I'm bigger now
I'm done hurting
I can finally get up off the ground
I'm a soldier
I'm a monster
I might f*ck around
And go to war with myself
Go to war with myself
If I catch myself in a war I better go to pray
Cuz if I'm gunnin at a hundred there's a million Lives to take
The glock in my pocket got a few things to say
And if you ain't on my team get the f*ck out My way bitch
I'm way bigger than I ever been
My hand's raised high
There shouldn't be no questionin
My teacher told me that
I shouldn't f*ckin rap
Soon my name will be in stars
And I can f*ckin handle that
If you look me in the eye
You'll see my motherf*ckin' pain
I could write a f*ckin letter, title it dear game
I owe myself a favor
I'll hand it off to karma
No I can't die for this shit
I'll put that on my momma
I been stuck for a minute
Sippin this liquor
And in it I taste the hatred you've given
You feel me
I ain't got the time to say what I'm feeling
No worries though
I think I might be killing these demons
I ain't got no worries
I feel like I'm bigger now
I'm done hurting
I can finally get up off the ground
I'm a soldier
I'm a monster
I might f*ck around
And go to war with myself
Go to war with myself
