Open your eyes
World has got you hypnotized
You running out of time for real
Sacrifice your life
The price ain't right
This ain't a game for real
Your TV screen
Tells a vision
That ain't even real for real
To make you think
Your mission
Is just a wishing well for real
We in hell for real
Demons snatching souls
With niggas pointer fingers
Now angels got to keep a pole
Ready for attack
Pack my pack
Pistol intact
It go pap pap pap
Take your bitch
She gone clap clap clap
Man she a hoe for real
Suddenly the thought of me on your screen
Isn't just a dream
Your girl fantasizing
Exercising her demons in my sheets
I'm creating to make millions
You just waiting to make a meme
Rookie look at the King
I never miss a hook call me Kareem
I'm always scheming
I gotta get paid
Your shorty screaming
She want an upgrade
My wrist is freezing
Because I'm Staying up late
It's my season
If I leave the world'll change
If I exit confessions of regret
For not seeing blessings i posses
Come out no exorcist
Perfectionist perfecting excellence
Should be a medalist
You celebrate devilists
Open your eyes
World has got you hypnotized
You running out of time for real
Sacrifice your life
The price ain't right
This ain't a game for real
Your TV screen
Tells a vision
That ain't even real for real
To make you think
Your mission
Is just a wishing well for real
We in hell for real
Demons snatching souls
With niggas pointer fingers
Now angels got to keep a pole
Ready for attack
Pack my pack
Pistol intact
It go pap pap pap
Take your bitch
She gone clap clap clap
Man she a hoe for real
No for real
Most niggas end up dead
Because of a bitch
I'm so for real
Mothers garden another 6 feet ditch
Oh for real
Seeing dead people return like a glitch
No for real
Another hit and run without a pitch
Death became a niche
Cross another God off the list
You had so much potential
The devil found him a rental
In your mind
In you mind
He laughing at the future
He seeing your momma cry
Open your eyes
World has got you hypnotized
You running out of time for real
Sacrifice your life
The price ain't right
This ain't a game for real
Your TV screen
Tells a vision
That ain't even real for real
To make you think
Your mission
Is just a wishing well for real
We in hell for real
Demons snatching souls
With niggas pointer fingers
Now angels got to keep a pole
Ready for attack
Pack my pack
Pistol intact
It go pap pap pap
Take your bitch
She gone clap clap clap
Man she a hoe for real
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Open your eyes
World has got you hypnotized
You running out of time for real
Sacrifice your life
The price ain't right
This ain't a game for real
Your TV screen
Tells a vision
That ain't even real for real
To make you think
Your mission
Is just a wishing well for real
We in hell for real
Demons snatching souls
With niggas pointer fingers
Now angels got to keep a pole
Ready for attack
Pack my pack
Pistol intact
It go pap pap pap
Take your bitch
She gone clap clap clap
Man she a hoe for real
Suddenly the thought of me on your screen
Isn't just a dream
Your girl fantasizing
Exercising her demons in my sheets
I'm creating to make millions
You just waiting to make a meme
Rookie look at the King
I never miss a hook call me Kareem
I'm always scheming
I gotta get paid
Your shorty screaming
She want an upgrade
My wrist is freezing
Because I'm Staying up late
It's my season
If I leave the world'll change
If I exit confessions of regret
For not seeing blessings i posses
Come out no exorcist
Perfectionist perfecting excellence
Should be a medalist
You celebrate devilists
Open your eyes
World has got you hypnotized
You running out of time for real
Sacrifice your life
The price ain't right
This ain't a game for real
Your TV screen
Tells a vision
That ain't even real for real
To make you think
Your mission
Is just a wishing well for real
We in hell for real
Demons snatching souls
With niggas pointer fingers
Now angels got to keep a pole
Ready for attack
Pack my pack
Pistol intact
It go pap pap pap
Take your bitch
She gone clap clap clap
Man she a hoe for real
No for real
Most niggas end up dead
Because of a bitch
I'm so for real
Mothers garden another 6 feet ditch
Oh for real
Seeing dead people return like a glitch
No for real
Another hit and run without a pitch
Death became a niche
Cross another God off the list
You had so much potential
The devil found him a rental
In your mind
In you mind
He laughing at the future
He seeing your momma cry
Open your eyes
World has got you hypnotized
You running out of time for real
Sacrifice your life
The price ain't right
This ain't a game for real
Your TV screen
Tells a vision
That ain't even real for real
To make you think
Your mission
Is just a wishing well for real
We in hell for real
Demons snatching souls
With niggas pointer fingers
Now angels got to keep a pole
Ready for attack
Pack my pack
Pistol intact
It go pap pap pap
Take your bitch
She gone clap clap clap
Man she a hoe for real
World has got you hypnotized
You running out of time for real
Sacrifice your life
The price ain't right
This ain't a game for real
Your TV screen
Tells a vision
That ain't even real for real
To make you think
Your mission
Is just a wishing well for real
We in hell for real
Demons snatching souls
With niggas pointer fingers
Now angels got to keep a pole
Ready for attack
Pack my pack
Pistol intact
It go pap pap pap
Take your bitch
She gone clap clap clap
Man she a hoe for real
Suddenly the thought of me on your screen
Isn't just a dream
Your girl fantasizing
Exercising her demons in my sheets
I'm creating to make millions
You just waiting to make a meme
Rookie look at the King
I never miss a hook call me Kareem
I'm always scheming
I gotta get paid
Your shorty screaming
She want an upgrade
My wrist is freezing
Because I'm Staying up late
It's my season
If I leave the world'll change
If I exit confessions of regret
For not seeing blessings i posses
Come out no exorcist
Perfectionist perfecting excellence
Should be a medalist
You celebrate devilists
Open your eyes
World has got you hypnotized
You running out of time for real
Sacrifice your life
The price ain't right
This ain't a game for real
Your TV screen
Tells a vision
That ain't even real for real
To make you think
Your mission
Is just a wishing well for real
We in hell for real
Demons snatching souls
With niggas pointer fingers
Now angels got to keep a pole
Ready for attack
Pack my pack
Pistol intact
It go pap pap pap
Take your bitch
She gone clap clap clap
Man she a hoe for real
No for real
Most niggas end up dead
Because of a bitch
I'm so for real
Mothers garden another 6 feet ditch
Oh for real
Seeing dead people return like a glitch
No for real
Another hit and run without a pitch
Death became a niche
Cross another God off the list
You had so much potential
The devil found him a rental
In your mind
In you mind
He laughing at the future
He seeing your momma cry
Open your eyes
World has got you hypnotized
You running out of time for real
Sacrifice your life
The price ain't right
This ain't a game for real
Your TV screen
Tells a vision
That ain't even real for real
To make you think
Your mission
Is just a wishing well for real
We in hell for real
Demons snatching souls
With niggas pointer fingers
Now angels got to keep a pole
Ready for attack
Pack my pack
Pistol intact
It go pap pap pap
Take your bitch
She gone clap clap clap
Man she a hoe for real
Writer: Lamar Todd
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid