Epitome Lyrics

Better watch your back if you hang in these streets

And if your with the opps, then don't hang with us please

Shit always pop off so I savor my Peace

I got homies in the pin, hoping one day they'll leave

They say I ain't real but they're faker than me

Wouldn't even lend a hand or have faith in me

I got a lot of haters who favoring me

Cutting off these hoes, now they cater to me

The life I wish I had is now reality but I don't give a fuck about fame or salary

Deep inside my core, I drown in misery, reminiscing 'bout the people that I know ain't missing me

I been acting shallow 'cause thoughts way too deep, and my past is like a shadow, a voice who follows me

Emerging from the dark, a spark, as you can see, they gonna see me shinning, so blinded that they can't see

But we gonna shed blood, be ready to fucking bleed, staying off the ropes and stay planted on my feet

Shooting for the stars while I dream but don't sleep, turned stone cold from the snakes who doubted me

They all bow down 'cause now I'm a king, ever since I was a child they called me a prodigy

They tryna bring me down while I carry the whole team, people envy me and you're the epitome

Better watch your back if you hang in these streets

And if your with the opps, then don't hang with us please

Shit always pop off so I savor my Peace

I got homies in the pin, hoping one day they'll leave

They say I ain't real but they're faker than me

Wouldn't even lend a hand or have faith in me

I got a lot of haters who favoring me

Cutting off these hoes, now they cater to me

This ain't no mistake, always been this great, everybody told me ever since the age of eight

Momma always fed me while she had an empty plate, so I'm staying grateful on the rainiest of days

Never play it safe, they told me take a break, stacking all this bread but I don't know how to bake

Empty out the safe or it's two to the face, we don't leave a witness, no we don't leave a trace

Meet this little baddy and Shawty, yeah she a freak, so I sent the addy, she calling me tryna link

And she got a fatty I'm making her flow a stream but I ain't tryna fuck, I don't want your love

Cause you'll just leave, what can you offer me

Better watch your back if you hang in these streets

And if your with the opps, then don't hang with us please

Shit always pop off so I savor my Peace

I got homies in the pin, hoping one day they'll leave

They say I ain't real but they're faker than me

Wouldn't even lend a hand or have faith in me

I got a lot of haters who favoring me

Cutting off these hoes, now they cater to me