[Verse 1]
God gave me life, so I can't tell him I'm suicidal
It's been rewritten, but I still find the time to read the Bible
I'm a rapper, that's my title, someone's idol
So I'm mindful when I talk, 'cause if not, they'll cancel me to be spiteful, it's all a cycle
My head's chipped, so I smoke my weed idle
Need a break from prison like Michael
It's all about survival, ask my rival
Shoot on arrival, make his destination final
I know where it's gonna go, it's gonna spiral out of control, get my rifle
Freedom of speech, look how they fight for Ye and Andrew Tate
They say the wrong thing and get blocked, I speak, I'm back behind the gate
Fake it 'til you make it, I can't hate
Spray my billboard with paint and that's one thing that I can't rate
So when we get him, I just hope you understand
That we been droppin' niggas out for trollin' on the 'Gram
Free Thugger, been in court tellin' the judge we ain't a gang
Hearing that's somebody's son, I got prepared to take the stand, damn
From the picture that they paint, I say I'm alienated, Picasso
Head chipped, so I ain't mixin' my weed with tobacco
Para' of my shadow, so I'm fillin' my pistol with ammo
Say a one prayer and I light my candle
It's every man for themselves, when you pray, it help, it help
I can't bring myself to ask you when I need it, but I'll pattern up
The devil's draggin' me to places, back to places I don't wanna go
Protect my energy, it's evil, I don't wanna know
God gave me life, so I can't tell him I'm suicidal
It's been rewritten, but I still find the time to read the Bible
I'm a rapper, that's my title, someone's idol
So I'm mindful when I talk, 'cause if not, they'll cancel me to be spiteful, it's all a cycle
My head's chipped, so I smoke my weed idle
Need a break from prison like Michael
It's all about survival, ask my rival
Shoot on arrival, make his destination final
I know where it's gonna go, it's gonna spiral out of control, get my rifle
Freedom of speech, look how they fight for Ye and Andrew Tate
They say the wrong thing and get blocked, I speak, I'm back behind the gate
Fake it 'til you make it, I can't hate
Spray my billboard with paint and that's one thing that I can't rate
So when we get him, I just hope you understand
That we been droppin' niggas out for trollin' on the 'Gram
Free Thugger, been in court tellin' the judge we ain't a gang
Hearing that's somebody's son, I got prepared to take the stand, damn
From the picture that they paint, I say I'm alienated, Picasso
Head chipped, so I ain't mixin' my weed with tobacco
Para' of my shadow, so I'm fillin' my pistol with ammo
Say a one prayer and I light my candle
It's every man for themselves, when you pray, it help, it help
I can't bring myself to ask you when I need it, but I'll pattern up
The devil's draggin' me to places, back to places I don't wanna go
Protect my energy, it's evil, I don't wanna know
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