WRAITH

I need like several thousand dollars
Up in the safe
I remember when these niggas would
Ghost me and now
When I ghost em I hop in the wraith
Meet em face to face we eye to eye he moving
Side to side I see em he tryna strafe
Moving through the 808s cuz this
Shit is my day
To day and that ain't up for debate

God fearing, tryna keep with the faith
Crossed paths with so many, it's fate
Cross back, I move any estate
Off that, I grind every day
Statehousе, staying out of the way
Of Feds lurking
Ten toеs with my head on a swivel
Stay respectful, I'm keeping it civil
Check the pedigree, a nigga official, look

You see a better me
You look from the outside
Grind for the bros, no downtime
Get your own bag, cuz I found mine

It's about time, that I found my calling
It's about time, that my sound evolving
I'm mauling the game, it's appaling, insane
I'm Apollo, the flame
What's causing the reign

And I'm causing the rain
Wash through the mud
Often the main way that I get
Problems off of my brain
All for the fame, all for
The gains, shit go south
And you see the rats crawling away uh

I could do anything y'all do in
Years all in a day all in a day's work
I can hear the crown callin my name
If you see me in the hall of the fame
And my picture on the wall
They better get my niggas all
In the frame like look

I need like several thousand dollars
Up in the safe
I remember when these niggas would
Ghost me and now
When I ghost em I hop in the wraith
Meet em face to face we eye to eye he moving
Side to side I see em he tryna strafe
Moving through the 808s cuz this
Shit is my day
To day and that ain't up for debate
God fearing, tryna keep with the faith
Crossed paths with so many, it's fate
Cross back, I move any estate
Off that, I grind every day
Statehouse, staying out of the way
Of Feds lurking
Ten toes with my head on a swivel
Stay respectful, I'm keeping it civil
Check the pedigree, a nigga official, look

And I ain't been totally honest
I'm not the type to catch a body
I fit the description
That's why I don't fuck with no officer
All except the one who taught me
To live with the sinners
If they was all like my father
Then all of us could share an
Altar and sit at the dinner
But that shit is not reality
And their law is not morality

Cops and salaries opps surrounding me
Drop the knock offs and stop the fallacies
Hospitality, not the balancing
Often lost on a bot mentality

Bought mentalities, sold to machinery
Politicians pick and thumb
Through the greenery
All I'm tryna do is shake up the scenery
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