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Shit's metamorphic used to riding 'round with ease

Is he the mouse or the snake what's up his sleeve

Shit getting worse can't find the beauty in the beast

He tryna breath but the wind push against the leaf

I think the least, my mind I'm tryna free

And I can't show remorse, I gotta trigger squeeze

You can't be my bitch if you can't help I gotta leave

Turn feelings into flower and just smoke it with a tree

I gotta talk to G O D cus he protecting me

Mind's like a forcefield, got protect my energy

Red on a target I outline my enemies

My head been on a swivel this just how it gotta be

Can't start new life, disappear and hope for change (I wish I could)

This whole world crumbling and striving off of rage (it really is)

Nurture the seed but when it's grown it ain't the same

Striving for excellence, producing all this pain

You was the one, but times passed you turned a lame

Rock fear of god but god know I don't fear a name

My funds was low I doubled back, I rearranged

Now I'm finally counting, you wanna hit me, shit is strange

You not my friend, you an enemy I see it in you

You fucked that up, I was the only one believing in you

I guess you did it for a reason, I guess this shit was meant to

And best believe I'm coming back for all the shit I lent you

How you wanna do this shit, the easy or the hard way

I know the real you, not the fake you, back up in them hallways

We come from hopping fences, running round geeking all day

It's crazy seeing where we at knowing that we is all paid

I feel like Deion, rich like Elon, shit is getting personal

Scream, yell and roar, ball like Shedeur my dawg gonna hurt you bruh

Violet all in me cus I'm drinking and im smoking purple stuff

Go grab the chop spin by the block, cus that bitch'll lift you up

I think the least, my mind I'm tryna free

And I can't show remorse, I gotta trigger squeeze

You can't be my bitch if you can't help I gotta leave

Turn feelings into flower and just smoke it with a tree