Statik - To Whom This May Concern Lyrics

See its six in the morning
I'm up, I got my Tshirt tucked
Sour Diesel in my blood
Falling in and out of lust
And I got the Midas touch
See its golden everywhere
Golden rings and golden fangs
Look at me I'm very rare
Domination in my plans
Been too nice, come catch these hands
Roll another raw, f*ck the law
F*ck the cops, f*ck the jury and the opps
F*ck you Essex county niggas
That was chillin' in the back
F*ck my ex, she bougie now and she don't text me back
F*ck that nigga that she with
And her friends can suck a dick
Its been too long for my niggas
I rather die for my niggas
But would they die for me?
Poppin' pills, it's not for me
I'm a dog, get pedigree
And my fantasies filled with killing niggas that be doubting me
Speech impeded, count me out
Stupid fly we headed south
Backwood got me coughing while I'm laying in my coffin
F*ck my stutter, f*ck my teachers yall ain't taught me shit
F*ck ya chains and f*ck ya clout
Cycle came, I f*cked her mouth
Im a dirty bastard, I got roaches saved for rainy days
My clan full of stoners, so my rocky days will fade away
I hate you niggas
Yall forever in my debt since you don't credit niggas
And i should've had abortions cause I birthed you niggas
I'm the shy skinny kid, with the fro
Smoking dro on the low
Papa knew what you do when you backed up
Bitches tryna act up
But I need three wishes on the road to these riches
These niggas spitting freestyles but know its pre-writtens
I'm the beast from the east on ya tape I will feast
Lick my fingers, delicious
I'm burning these bridges
I don't talk a lot
And ever since I started rapping I don't say a lot
I burn the pot, whip the skillet
I need lots of these drugs, I got "LOTS" like DeeRugs
I am not friends with you niggas
All you get is mean mugs
See Devonta making donuts in parking lot
His Honda just as low as my confidence
Had to put in time for this
I know you did me dirty, but I'm still gon' show you smiles nigga
And when you hear this shit, dont you hear my line
Nigga please