Pound cake remix

[Intro] Verse 1: Phenom How the fuck could you possibly think I'm not ill When I spit flames like a dragon and show that I've got skills If you doubt me I hope you overdose when you pop pills No matter my goal, guarantee, I will not fail Ha, you niggas not on my level While y'all digging your graves, I'm just supplying the shovel You're happy with the status quo and I'm striving for better Like I'm still looking for a home, I haven't decided to settle For anything less than this continuous work I'm putting out I see your BS and begin to berserk when I look around At the undeserved getting blessed, I'm sitting stressed Wondering how I'm gonna make a living but I ain't finished yet I been a threat to deceivers just like a lie detector Exposing the fake that's why you niggas know to try me never I'm kinda clever with constructing these rhymes Writing every deep thought that's been stuck in my mind A couple of times I've struggled to find A real reason to believe that there is something divine The cumbersome lies the devil tells to trouble your lives Lets me know that god exists, which I'm comforted by Cause it gives me the feeling that I am not alone It gives me the strength that is needed when taking body blows From the punches that life throws at me until I find a hole And crack his fucking skull when I put my fist right upside his dome Success is what they damn me for Friends that hate to see you doing better ain't your mans no more I'm the legs of paraplegic hoes I can't stand you whores Cause niggas are snakes that's why I can't even shake hands no more Money talks, you ain't about a dollar no conversation I be headed/beheaded to the cash, in my way then off I'm taking The necks of anybody plotting my fall Drake voice in a decade we'd have forgotten you all (yeah)