Suicide Hotline Lyrics

In my head

I'm hearing chatter

In my dreams

I'm feeling matter

If you ask me what's the matter

I could ask you

What is matter

Now I'm screaming in the mirror

Who's badder

Fighting demons

It's 10 to 1 battle

Yeah these bars are Vibranium

You could feel steal

And I'm still slaying em

Hot style

Now I'm cold casin' em

Flow wild

Now the beat bracing it

If I'm crazy

Then the mic syco

My Gucci wallet loves greens

But now it need Lypo

My name ain't no typo

Ima K I double L A

Tracks is in my belly

Rappers in my feces

This flow Is death apon arrival

And it's nice to meetcha

Beatcha later

Alligator

We ain't conversing

Without a milli on the table

Phone ringing

But it's just satan

He selling dreams

But I'm too awake for that

He took years of my life

Away from me I'm tryna take it back

Feeling old school with the flow

I'm tryna take you back

Flowing sharper than

An axe

An it take your head too

Seyah bace up

In yo head

It's gon shake

ya brain loose

I use to dream

About the money

I'm just glad

It came true

Crue stayed down

Money came up

It Don't take much

It's the

Tr

Ack

Ki Double

LA

I get my money up north

An weed by the bay

Flow teeter totter

But the flow stay

Hotter then the underground

Safe code 3

So it's safe to say

They ain't bout to reach

Mic in reach

Then I'm bout to teach

Heard they don't believe

God did

So I'm bout to preach

Dam Diamonds

Harder than some concrete

This flow gold

So I'm beefing up the beat

The check hit

So the whole team eats

Can't beat me

Definitely can't be T

Must be sleep

Counting mS

While they counting Z

The whole team count on me

An I depend on them

Rich life

What we bringing in

Were at the table

Counting M&Ms

Spreading dividends