Solo - Habitual Instinct Lyrics

I slipped off the curb the fall was absurd
I know what I saw
I know I heard
I made every turn
I roll with swerves
I roll what I burn
I been on the herb
I'm outta this earf
Been special since birth
I know what I'm worth
I'm a murderer the beat is in hearse
I beat every curse
They do not discriminate the hate is diverse
It never works
I'm tryna be first
I'm tryna rehearse
I'm tryna reverse
I tried every verse
But nothing
I think she might be bluffin
She might go find a husband
To her I will be nothing
Something's, coming
Running after missed chances
Romances
Tough answers
You don't ask the right questions
Got no time for guessin
I'm cool with coming second
Throwing shots at the legend
I'm never feeling threatened
I never need a weapon
I just gotta eat
Start the beat
Take a lesson
Take a lesson