F*ck a feature, ya what's a hook
I write heaters, Every month a book
I roll skeezers w a bunch of kush
I don't need yuh, shove come to push
Most of these rappers subconscious
Is constantly fighting on monsters
And demons created by lies they made you believe off raps and twitter responses
But that's okay you can f*ck with it
Pop some pills take some drugs with it
Sip on some lean dye your hair pink
Buy a fake chain and some other shit
Everybody rap nowadays
Everybody from a mf trap nowadays
Shit I was like 6 in the sip' watching people flip bricks in the whip when Jerry Stackhouse played
Don't take my silence for meekness
Don't take my kindness for weakness
I want the smoke, diss records for everybody I don't know how to sneak diss
I'm the one these rappers scared to put on
Cause they know when Cole done, I'm the heir to the throne
Taking the crown and then wearing it home
F*ck with my shit you get buried alone
F*ck with my shit you get buried alive
I'll dig it myself it can vary in size
I haven't been sleeping I'm very deprived
You can feel the darkness when you stare in my eyes
Feel the presence of a king
Ain't no peasants on my team
I been destined for the ring
Iridescent w the gleam
Been obsessing for the dream
Feel the presence of a king
Ain't no peasants on my team
I been destined for the ring
Iridescent w the gleam
Been obsessing for the dream
F*ck a feature, ya what's a hook
I write heaters, Every month a book
I roll skeezers w a bunch of kush
I don't need yuh, shove come to push
Hugh Glass - Immortal Lyrics
Hugh Glass - Immortal Lyrics
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F*ck a feature, ya what's a hook
I write heaters, Every month a book
I roll skeezers w a bunch of kush
I don't need yuh, shove come to push
Most of these rappers subconscious
Is constantly fighting on monsters
And demons created by lies they made you believe off raps and twitter responses
But that's okay you can f*ck with it
Pop some pills take some drugs with it
Sip on some lean dye your hair pink
Buy a fake chain and some other shit
Everybody rap nowadays
Everybody from a mf trap nowadays
Shit I was like 6 in the sip' watching people flip bricks in the whip when Jerry Stackhouse played
Don't take my silence for meekness
Don't take my kindness for weakness
I want the smoke, diss records for everybody I don't know how to sneak diss
I'm the one these rappers scared to put on
Cause they know when Cole done, I'm the heir to the throne
Taking the crown and then wearing it home
F*ck with my shit you get buried alone
F*ck with my shit you get buried alive
I'll dig it myself it can vary in size
I haven't been sleeping I'm very deprived
You can feel the darkness when you stare in my eyes
Feel the presence of a king
Ain't no peasants on my team
I been destined for the ring
Iridescent w the gleam
Been obsessing for the dream
Feel the presence of a king
Ain't no peasants on my team
I been destined for the ring
Iridescent w the gleam
Been obsessing for the dream
F*ck a feature, ya what's a hook
I write heaters, Every month a book
I roll skeezers w a bunch of kush
I don't need yuh, shove come to push
I write heaters, Every month a book
I roll skeezers w a bunch of kush
I don't need yuh, shove come to push
Most of these rappers subconscious
Is constantly fighting on monsters
And demons created by lies they made you believe off raps and twitter responses
But that's okay you can f*ck with it
Pop some pills take some drugs with it
Sip on some lean dye your hair pink
Buy a fake chain and some other shit
Everybody rap nowadays
Everybody from a mf trap nowadays
Shit I was like 6 in the sip' watching people flip bricks in the whip when Jerry Stackhouse played
Don't take my silence for meekness
Don't take my kindness for weakness
I want the smoke, diss records for everybody I don't know how to sneak diss
I'm the one these rappers scared to put on
Cause they know when Cole done, I'm the heir to the throne
Taking the crown and then wearing it home
F*ck with my shit you get buried alone
F*ck with my shit you get buried alive
I'll dig it myself it can vary in size
I haven't been sleeping I'm very deprived
You can feel the darkness when you stare in my eyes
Feel the presence of a king
Ain't no peasants on my team
I been destined for the ring
Iridescent w the gleam
Been obsessing for the dream
Feel the presence of a king
Ain't no peasants on my team
I been destined for the ring
Iridescent w the gleam
Been obsessing for the dream
F*ck a feature, ya what's a hook
I write heaters, Every month a book
I roll skeezers w a bunch of kush
I don't need yuh, shove come to push
Writer: Rafe Rowland, Zachary Rowland
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