The Last Supper Lyrics

Yeah

Waiting on me like it's The Last Supper

We been brothers, I done uppers

The drought cycle now

Waiting through the pain like we watching paint dry

I try, I try, I try, I try, I try

Posting shit against walls that won't ever die

Abandoned all those who say they close to me, you tried

Don't ask about shit, we is not homies

Tell yourself whatever let's you get to sleep homie

I am better, I am pushing until I can't though

I'm grinding like i'm Margera before he lost hope

I bury bonds like a stockbroker

We ain't hang no more, because you talk broker

Bram Stoker i'm writing like i'm the murderer

The real guys, it's three wives don't need to bury em

I'm growing into these vibes like it's a new suit

I burrowed my tales into these raps like I used to

Bury my head in my work, yeah i'm way too busy

I don't want to die poor but it's like this world against me

Yeah

Like this world against me

Price the features high like it's luxury clothing

That ain't my feet that's just the weed i'm smoking

Other men would've died on my path to greatness

Death watching from the sidelines you know he waiting

Cheerleader screaming, please here's the ones who made it

What's the point of being big if you die naked

Waking up

In my rented bedroom

Remind myself what living in your head do

Could I have grinded this long without a real purpose

Stuck on the balcony fighting off these urges

Fighter mentality who the next versus

They gon' sing my song like they do in churches

Disperse please i'm really inside my mental

I'm incrementally dominating everyone in my little circle of hatred

I'm grinding like they did

I'm pushing for my chance

At showing up to the VMA's kid

Ah shit guess that's still too distant

I'm just tryna play a show for all those who gon' miss it

Cheer cheer yeah well maybe it wasn't destined

But i'm still gonna steal your attention for a god damned second

I'm real here

I'm pushing until my lungs give out

I wake up on the floor I gave myself fucking mouth to mouth

The clout chasing I done gave up on the pussy

That ain't mean shit but fuck that i'm still gon' push it

I'm still pushing i'm here to tell all y'all what my name is

It's Invicti bitch I sign that shit inside the pavement

It's blood, sweat and tears

It's ten fucking years

That I gave to this drug game and i'm barely fucking here

This the all the waiting done

This the last fucking one

This the culmination all my fucking hatred that's fighting in these lungs

This why they say i'm temperamental why we don't believe em

Why i'm lying all the time cause it's ten years of dreaming

Ten years of trying, failed suicide

And i'm realizing this whole shit has been my whole life

I'm still barely a story, my will is release the glory

I'm sitting in this bitch and i'm still not fucking sorry

I promise that imma come up

I will take it to the mountain

No matter what y'all can stomach

The summit ain't need to hold me

I'll fly up with all this money and I swear i'll burn the whole shit down

I'm sitting in this bitch and i'm still not fucking sorry