Verse 1:
Feel the pain in my ink
Like you got it tatted on you for life
Picture me like we were talkin' on Skype
It's like we're walkin' on ice
Right where it's thin where we tendin' to step a lot
Fall in and you'll definitely die
Bet you thought you'd walk on water like Christ
Only you just as human as Mark Cuban
The only difference between you and him
Is improvin' your wealth and flyin' Delta
Be fly as hell if I flew on a private jet
But I can't let another person's life
Affect what I'm projectin' mine to be like
And who decides on these influencers
Taste makers were flavored like a Heineken Light
Little, if any, like a steak on the griddle at Denny's
It's hard to bring home the bacon
Workin' at Dillard's or Penney's
Wendy's or Jimmy John's
Gettin' bitched out on your shift
Because some prissy mom specifically said
Extra pickles on a chicken sub
You ain't give her none
You bit your tongue so much the tip is gone
Wishin' that a lick would come
A quicker come up
Thinkin' about all the money you spend on liquor and drugs
It's down the drain like liquid plumber
Pick a number, if it's 1 you didn't win
If it's 8 then great, the shape is infinite
And the winner gets a prize
Psyche, I'm lyin'
Rappers do it all the time to them
But y'all don't care...
...y'all just comment here...
...and want to follow there
Really hopin' someone shares
Climbed from the bottom, now I'm smilin'
Just like a boss gettin' top in his office chair
Yea-uh yeah
Feel the pain in my ink
Like you got it tatted on you for life
Picture me like we were talkin' on Skype
It's like we're walkin' on ice
Right where it's thin where we tendin' to step a lot
Fall in and you'll definitely die
Bet you thought you'd walk on water like Christ
Only you just as human as Mark Cuban
The only difference between you and him
Is improvin' your wealth and flyin' Delta
Be fly as hell if I flew on a private jet
But I can't let another person's life
Affect what I'm projectin' mine to be like
And who decides on these influencers
Taste makers were flavored like a Heineken Light
Little, if any, like a steak on the griddle at Denny's
It's hard to bring home the bacon
Workin' at Dillard's or Penney's
Wendy's or Jimmy John's
Gettin' bitched out on your shift
Because some prissy mom specifically said
Extra pickles on a chicken sub
You ain't give her none
You bit your tongue so much the tip is gone
Wishin' that a lick would come
A quicker come up
Thinkin' about all the money you spend on liquor and drugs
It's down the drain like liquid plumber
Pick a number, if it's 1 you didn't win
If it's 8 then great, the shape is infinite
And the winner gets a prize
Psyche, I'm lyin'
Rappers do it all the time to them
But y'all don't care...
...y'all just comment here...
...and want to follow there
Really hopin' someone shares
Climbed from the bottom, now I'm smilin'
Just like a boss gettin' top in his office chair
Yea-uh yeah
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