Ambassel JID

[Intro]
(Christo)
Uh, look, I played the game, I missed the shot
I had the answer, then forgot
I knew one day my **** would pop
Finesse phenomenomenon
Flex an awful lot and cut the check
Man, I monopolize the set
But I been out and takin' hits like I can die like any sec

[Verse 1]
Born in the day, the dawn of the dead
I don't see nothing but red
They gather the blankets, the milk, and the bread
I come from the east and I'm traveling west
Got a machete, I chop and I chop
At the neck of the serpent, determine the plot and the threats
It ain't no stopping the run
Poppin', son of God droppin' anybody who next
I want a mansion, I want a million advances, I'm gonna stay in Atlanta
Most of 'em move to LA and throw all of they money away and move back with they parents
I see the canvas
I got the brush in my hand, the colors are mixing again
Grabbing a stick with my hand
I drop my guts, the world is us, so what?