CERBERUS

Father God I mean god damn I couldn't believe it And I saw it with my own damn eyes A Three-Headed Goat I can tell you what it feels like To be apart of something bigger than yourself Plenty tools around you You just gotta grab 'em Receiving the wisdom of others The preachers and sheep are no longer above us A peep past the curtain is all that is wanted They teaching for prison They always need prisoners Open your mind but for real this time, listen up (Aye) (Huh) Checking the pad I bet your bitch so bad (Uh) I bet you living and loathing wishing for that lavish life until you dead I bet you coming at heads I bet you shooting at toppers I bet you spiraling down Carry the wood, riding 'round in the choppers I bet you crash it down (uh) I hope you Turn around (uh) Stop thinking what you could've been and be what you wanna be Don't live it down I hope you cut 'em off Leave the immobile relationships dead in the ground I know the hydra is hard to defeat desecrate the villain, turn your frown (I said) All my life going uphill I'm alright, what's the deal Everywhere I look, something falling downhill Every turn I make another nigga gettin' killed Ever since covid, niggas used to gettin' chills We're in the age of misinformation (uh) It's only as real as you make it That's why the fakest End up in places Making decisions they play in our face Selling they soul so they consciousness vacant (uh) Keeping these chains and whips in mind Niggas is going through mental enslavement Mama she told me these hurdles be dangerous As I grew up I could see what she saying As we grow up I could see the world changing Never forget it's as real as you make it (Brrrr!) (Hey!) Bitch I be chillin' Yes I am the villain Yeah on my Greek God shit I am a monster I am a problem Rollin' with dogs and they callin' us Cerberus I'm gettin murderous Call in the mob shit You'll never stop it I'm here to rock it Ziccy the pocket Come again, come again Run it back for the young niggas that lost it I'm in the pocket Happy Hour yeah we runnin' them pockets You will never get to say that we flopped it I got to do it for niggas that dropped it Prophecies on me, yeah from a young age Niggas lookin' to me saving the day Kendrick tried to tell you careful with saviors I am not an idol, I'm just a major Problem when I'm out stepping on stages Made your problem nigga sleepin' with danger Made your bed when you slept on creatives One and it's two and it's three-headed goat shit I'm on my roast shit I'm here to boast it I'm here to toast to Taking over all the shit y'all be slappin Yeah there is no equal Nah there is no matching Not even in rapping Not even in fashion Y'all can't even beat us in singing and dancing I'll have to give to you, got us in lacking You got us in capping I'm even giving you a trophy for last and You even lucky that I'm giving you blasting So you can say that niggas hopped on the track with So you can save face with all of them fans whereas You hate it's just making us massive Just more for the masses Battles (Yeah) I can fight my own battles (Yeah) I got you looking for a battle (Huh) I can fight my own battles (Yeah) I bet you wishing for the battles (Yeah) Wings couldn't take you off the land tho (Yeah) There isn't nothing you can't handle (Nah) There isn't nothing you can't handle (Nah) (Nah) (Nah) If its bad for me (Uh) Always got to check in that's your family (Uh) They said SAUL you ain't got it like that homie (Uh) Put it on the dead, you put your hands on me Get your hands off me Can you play it off (Huh) Done talking too much, just to play it off (Nah) Is you joking you can play at all (Huh) Three-headed goat you can set it off (Huh) Set it off (Huh)