Scriptures

[Verse 1] I came in the game, like fuck these niggas, I ain't got no friends, I don't want none either I'm riding by myself, and I ain't smoking on keisha That boy hot than a motherfucker, spit fire, like I was smoking on ether I've been spitting like this since I was a lil' nigga, fronting like I had hoes with a turnt off beeper I see a whole lot of fake shit, some niggas sayin' that I'm too real If you was better than niggas that never got your profit, never stop, how the fuck would you feel This for my niggas in the basement, all my niggas in the garage Thinking that this rap see this fake or a mirage Oh I'mma act a ass, for my niggas shit, I'mma ask Nicki for a minaj See I don't just beat the odds, I eat the odds Then shit on niggas, how you gon' sleep on me, tryin' to beat the mob I make a silent sub Out that pillow nigga hold up I told you niggas it's my motherfucking time bro I told you niggas about fucking around with Jon ho Y'all sweet, this a piece of cake, I'mma eat you better believe that Real shit that's what I spit, to the people cause I see they need that Wack shit, get ate alive, my ego, y'all gon feed that Flintstone with an old soul this the closest thing to get MC Breed back Gone [Hook] I'm the realest and that's all that I'mma ever be But y'all don't hear me though Everyone got me praying for my enemies But y'all don't hear me though Pray for my enemies, nigga pray for my enemies But y'all don't hear me though Pray for my enemies, nigga pray for my enemies But y'all don't hear me though [Verse 2] Nigga don't trip, that mean be cautious, the flow is sick cause I get nauseous When I hear all this garbage, I'm scaring niggas in the office People counting down cause my shit coming, hold me down cause my shit bumping Industry can't shut me up cause my mouth ain't for no dick sucking People love this shit I make, phony bitches that shit I hate Phony bitches all in my face, better try they best to stay in my grace Murder, murder trail of dead, bodies at my feet, kill it, weak shit Got me catching bodies as we speak Give me straight fuck nigga, I've been doing fine without y'all Feeling like an outlaw, like I'm living by Pacs laws Y'all will never catch me, giving a fuck about y'all Haters I say fuck 'em, and anybody around y'all This one more time, nigga testify Nigga I'm the truth, all these hits don't lie Say I ain't dope, nigga you so high And they say I drop bombs, so the truth's gon' fly [Hook]