ERGHHH. // EXPECTATION.

Is that Shoki on the beat?

Toom, your beats are trash

Based1 got them bands, ho

Never fall out fashion, I'm so real, and it's clear hoe

I ain't put no money on your head, but I came close

Put my hand in bullshit, now it's really time to lay low

It's so cold inside my head, that shit done let my brain froze

Why these niggas pushing me like I gon' buy a halo?

Don't you fucking look at me, I'm psycho with my raid, hoe

Catch me switchin' dirty, my Mufasa, I'm away hoe

Move without my niggas, and they frontin', I'ma say so

I ain't sharing money or respect

Them the only things I'm gon' collect

I put my best foot forward and it landed on your necks

I sleep with one eye open while the other one pretends

You won't catch me slippin', I'm not steppin' where it's wet

You gon' really think you winnin' I just got on intercepts

Now I'm gonna start, aye

Coppin' that place, gimme that chain, gimme that watch

Really on pace, can't just wait, never gon' stop

Coppin' that place, gimme that chain, gimme that, ah

Ay

Hardest nigga melted all the plastic

All these cheques I'm getting got me dancing

I'm in a lions den, on my rap shit

Like I ain't livin' this life for Mercedes-Benz

Been here for a minute, now I'm acting

Had to change my all, but not my accent

I got a new address, but this one limits my distractions

I am movin' messy, you're too close to get reactions

Guard is super heavy, I'm a product of my actions

Always gotta hustle, I ain't one to be relaxing

Over every sentimental, focused on this last bit

Fucking in the internet, I can't post in no caption

Fire shit, I ain't bustin' another bitch

Just like all these breakin' down, everybody 'bout that analysis shit

Can't get around, I'm poppin' bitch

Get in the back, I'm comin' bitch

Back on the sound I'm fuckin' with

Gassing around my pocket lit

Tactical gifted I'm talkin' shit

Laugh at the past, we lovin' this

Can't get around my fallen shit

King of the land, I'm mad at it

King of the land, so real, let's go

Got a house build one extra, ah

But I move quick just to get this far

Ain't no fallin' back, goin' far ya

Tell me you was really guilty, shit just like I do

I'm flawless on the track, it's limitation in the booth

Ah, gee

Ay, yuh

Jah, Scarlxrd

Muzzle flash

Talk 'bout the way I'm dressed

Chains around my legs

Metal wrapped 'round my head

Who do you faster jet

That doesn't make much sense

Steady, I make them cheques

Many men wishin' death

They never had hundreds let alone fifties, I don't expect much less

How do I function, kill this shit clearly, livin' my life on edge

I was your partner, with me, I'ma get my revenge

Fuck all the bullshit, never 'bout riches, better go hide my face

Don't ever lie to face

Sometimes I forget

I have the right to vent

Why would I try my best?

Still gonna digest

All my advise the same

No more diamonds left

Stayin' alive's dead

Meant to be alive is dead

You want to blow your brain

I think I'll blow up the same

Keep those words

Making you soundin' hurt

Better go wipe that Porsche

Now I'm on top of my words

Money made me go lie

Money made me get sprayed

Fuckin' get away I might do

How you gon' hate my world?

I ain't gon' sparkin' around with the fire

I'm heading to the fucking top

Know that I live in a lie, I'm a legend, I got those perks

Ready to assume a lot but fuck it, I ain't gon' spark

Know that nigga is silent, it's why I got that first, yuh

Back at it

Show me where the racks at

My life on the fast track

Sometimes movin' hard

Might stash the stainless in a handbag

It's been over two years and I still feel like a madman

Hit my phone, what you think hoe, I'm not made of plastic

I don't need no advance, always got a health pass

Niggas think it's funny till they hear me, they get slapped back

I'm just tryna expect, time will never get back

I don't give a fuck no more, my shit be soundin' in hertz

Made this for my ride, that's some real shit

Yeah we dustin' every level, they be real quick

Keep it comin', still don't give a fuck, and that's the real shit

He said nothing, give a minute, hell nah, I can't fix it

Muzzle flash

Talk 'bout the way I'm dressed

Chains around my legs

Metal wrapped 'round my head

Who do you faster jet

That doesn't make much sense

Steady, I make them cheques

Many men wishin' death