Ills of Babylon

[Verse] I keep them haters far away but the envy is close It be the n**** at your table that just envy the most. Fighting with the powers that be and not with my folks Tryna be the best ever i’m competing w/ ghosts Shit Dealing with the Ills Of Babylon It ain’t a sprint lil n**** it’s a marathon I been sick with it all my n**** be like carry on I been fly like the plane that I travel on Yeah Used to be my dawg you was in my left titty Screamed ride or die, I thought you would die with me Through the grapevines, I heard you was tryna get rid of me Too much ego, not enough accountability Damn Thought you were my boy treat you like a friend But boys gon be boys he could never be ya mans Understand, with success come a lot of mixed feelings N**** I ain’t hating i ain’t even touch 6 figures