HOUDINI

Okay She think I'm Houdini, yuh Okay Because she don't see me She think I'm dreaming, nah No way See her and I'm feinin, yuh Bands, bands, bands, it's a trap Talking on the phone know where you at Money so tall like Shaq Passion just be something that you lack Did what I did cause you just not for me Some people just know what they meant to be Try not to watch but I hope that you see Hope that I get some love out overseas It's not for me, it's for the ones If karma real then I hope that it comes Kill all your friends and then turn into nuns Praying and hoping the violence is done But it's not so you asking to bless Cool then but I'm here now you stress Never bad so I think it's a test Shooting my shot like my real name was Kez I'm on that field I don't sit on the bench Talk to the girl smack your head with a wrench Middle class girl think she out of the trench They be the worst someone bring me the wrench Yeah, yuh, yuh She a fan, fan, fan Do my dance, dance, dance In a trance, trance, trance She thinking that I am who? She thinking that who are you? She thinking that, yeah, yeah She think I'm Houdini, yuh Okay Because she don't see me She think I'm dreaming, nah No way See her and I'm feinin, yuh Bands, bands, bands, it's a trap Talking on the phone but where you at? Money so tall like Shaq Passion just be something that you lack I got these critics on tap Talking they shit but I know that they clapped Want it mad then it be wraps Thinking I'm dumb but I got it all mapped Plan in my hand cause I know it's my prophecy See you talking but where is the honesty? Try your best but ain't nobody hard as me Step to the spot but I do it with modesty F*ck all the lying and no I'm not prying Yeah they saw they shot and they hang by the rope Not here for tying but there's no denying About what he do if he getting some hope What you implying? They thoughts are relying On what he gon' do if he fall and he choke What you doing now? Yeah What you gon' do if he choke? Got no answer for that no they don't Talking the most on the phone when they post See them real life and you know that they froze Cooking them up like that bitch on the stove I promise that you ain't no saint Bitches so dry like I'm watching some paint Try to do me but you know that you can't Promise you fuckin' won't cause I'm Fuckin' like that boy I'm not even rapping no more F*ck that shit F*ck, f*ck anyone who has a problem with me Man I promise you I'm like that People don't think I'm like that but I promise you I am It'll never end well for you I promise F*ck you, f*ck them, f*ck everyone