It Gets Ugly Lyrics

Y'all hating spreading negativity so passionate no place for y'all demons

Kuz I got me full cabinets

Of my own who check on my mental and they examine it

I ain't afriad to die speeding seatbelt I unfastened it

A life where you need eyes in the back of ya head imagine it

Some days I don't know if ama see my neices graduate

They tryna assassinate my character like Altair

I started breaking down barriers now they all in tears

These demons turning my peers all into volunteers

But this scape goat been able to see past the frontiers

Rewind that back why this nigga always been the scapegoat

Raining on us all but I'm left without a raincoat

I make note from my past lessons and ignorant quotes

And to start earning clean bread now since all my cake soaked

Black on black violence for what y'all came off the same boat

I'm walking endlessly alone tryna see where the trial goes escaping

Ain't easy so I lay prone with some vague hope

I think ama have to hop on quick and see where this train goes

Kuz if I stay here any longer they'll pull out the tape roll

May God rest his soul but I don't wanna end up like Bankroll

My eyes scard for life from what I seen I need a braille code

I put out mixtapes and albums but still can't seem to gain votes

Thoughts of failure in my mind so I go see diago

I'm to real for this industry I think I need an escape goal

Even though sellin dope is the money that I made

Most niggas that said shit to me in person became ghosts

If I make it in this music just know that I may boast only to them

Who said I wont just so I can say so

Bitch niggas tried to do me dirty not knowing my scale shows the real amount Mothafuckka go head and make champagne toasts

Kuz after the bottle dead bodies dropping in the rain soaked

Now does that mean when I die God will have his gates closed

If you smell Prada it's the devil disguised as James Holt

I been a workaholic my whole life like Wayne Oates

While still having to sleep in the projects without a chain bolt

It might kill me sippin that syrup mixed with that faygo

Next day I'm getting my body rushed to the nearest aid post

But don't assume I'm weak kuz you can still get ya face poked

Maybe I wanted it to lead me to my grave post

And be the first dead nigga with a message that my grave wrote