The devil got me speaking tongues
The takeover has now begun
Sacrificial rituals
The way I'm spilling all they blood
F*ck these rappers all them fake
I love to kill 'em all for fun
If you step to me
I'll put a bullet inside yo f*ckin lung
Street sweeping in the night time, aye
I see you plotting bitch, I'm not blind
Aye
All you fiending for the spot light, aye
I pull grippin on that glock 9, aye
You f*ckin with a soldier
Got them .556s at you dome
Pull repping sixes
Make you pussies taste my f*ckin chrome
Bleeding UAV till the death of me
Till I rest in piece
All you mothaf*ckas wanting beef
Gotta deal with my Unaverage freaks
Mobbin in that lexus
Never stressing choppa
Leave 'em wet like dressing
If we gotta a problem
Best believe I'm pressing, uh
Leave 'em guessin
Never let 'em know your next move
Keep on hating I know that you wanna see me lose
A burning mind is fast
Start listening to the facts
You droppin all your dreams
And you given into disaster
Do you feel at home?
Mind breaks
Will you be alone?
You're Not safe
Just a weaker mind
In the herd and all I see is stunts
For the cameras eyes
Lookin for validation from punks
Give a f*ck about the clout
Cause ya'll forgot about the hunt
Never minded all the mess that I made
Cause it's not a front
All that quick name, quick fame
Bullshit
Who let it out?
I bet that shit will never last
Cause we gonna take it down
Cuttin corners in the scene
And we laughin now
Shit will never be the same for you
Cause you can't stick around
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The devil got me speaking tongues
The takeover has now begun
Sacrificial rituals
The way I'm spilling all they blood
F*ck these rappers all them fake
I love to kill 'em all for fun
If you step to me
I'll put a bullet inside yo f*ckin lung
Street sweeping in the night time, aye
I see you plotting bitch, I'm not blind
Aye
All you fiending for the spot light, aye
I pull grippin on that glock 9, aye
You f*ckin with a soldier
Got them .556s at you dome
Pull repping sixes
Make you pussies taste my f*ckin chrome
Bleeding UAV till the death of me
Till I rest in piece
All you mothaf*ckas wanting beef
Gotta deal with my Unaverage freaks
Mobbin in that lexus
Never stressing choppa
Leave 'em wet like dressing
If we gotta a problem
Best believe I'm pressing, uh
Leave 'em guessin
Never let 'em know your next move
Keep on hating I know that you wanna see me lose
A burning mind is fast
Start listening to the facts
You droppin all your dreams
And you given into disaster
Do you feel at home?
Mind breaks
Will you be alone?
You're Not safe
Just a weaker mind
In the herd and all I see is stunts
For the cameras eyes
Lookin for validation from punks
Give a f*ck about the clout
Cause ya'll forgot about the hunt
Never minded all the mess that I made
Cause it's not a front
All that quick name, quick fame
Bullshit
Who let it out?
I bet that shit will never last
Cause we gonna take it down
Cuttin corners in the scene
And we laughin now
Shit will never be the same for you
Cause you can't stick around
The takeover has now begun
Sacrificial rituals
The way I'm spilling all they blood
F*ck these rappers all them fake
I love to kill 'em all for fun
If you step to me
I'll put a bullet inside yo f*ckin lung
Street sweeping in the night time, aye
I see you plotting bitch, I'm not blind
Aye
All you fiending for the spot light, aye
I pull grippin on that glock 9, aye
You f*ckin with a soldier
Got them .556s at you dome
Pull repping sixes
Make you pussies taste my f*ckin chrome
Bleeding UAV till the death of me
Till I rest in piece
All you mothaf*ckas wanting beef
Gotta deal with my Unaverage freaks
Mobbin in that lexus
Never stressing choppa
Leave 'em wet like dressing
If we gotta a problem
Best believe I'm pressing, uh
Leave 'em guessin
Never let 'em know your next move
Keep on hating I know that you wanna see me lose
A burning mind is fast
Start listening to the facts
You droppin all your dreams
And you given into disaster
Do you feel at home?
Mind breaks
Will you be alone?
You're Not safe
Just a weaker mind
In the herd and all I see is stunts
For the cameras eyes
Lookin for validation from punks
Give a f*ck about the clout
Cause ya'll forgot about the hunt
Never minded all the mess that I made
Cause it's not a front
All that quick name, quick fame
Bullshit
Who let it out?
I bet that shit will never last
Cause we gonna take it down
Cuttin corners in the scene
And we laughin now
Shit will never be the same for you
Cause you can't stick around
Writer: Angel Cabrera, Beau Holland
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Songtrust Ave