444 + 333

777
They won't let me into heaven (bruh)
Lookin for a dead motherfucker
Gripping elevens (uh)
Bitches think I'm peaceful
Because of my first impressions (but)
I'ma run up on you with weapons
Therapy sessions (uh)

I hate this society
Everyone is just lying, see
They talking so quietly, privacy
See the irony
I'm screaming so silently, privately
Ain't that piracy
Let me go entirely, finally
See the fiery
Depths of hell or is this my mind
It's just my diary
Run up with AKs and your eyes
I burn the dynasty
Bitch, I turn the tables and rise
It's me you're tryna be
If I run-up, you're gonna hide
Or stand there lifelessly

777
They won't let me into heaven (bruh)
Lookin for a dead motherfucker
Gripping elevens (uh)
Bitches think I'm peaceful
Because of my first impressions (but)
I'ma run up on you with weapons
Therapy sessions (uh)