The Last Supper

Yeah Waiting on me like it's The Last Supper We been brothers, I done uppers The drought cycle now Waiting through the pain like we watching paint dry I try, I try, I try, I try, I try Posting shit against walls that won't ever die Abandoned all those who say they close to me, you tried Don't ask about shit, we is not homies Tell yourself whatever let's you get to sleep homie I am better, I am pushing until I can't though I'm grinding like i'm Margera before he lost hope I bury bonds like a stockbroker We ain't hang no more, because you talk broker Bram Stoker i'm writing like i'm the murderer The real guys, it's three wives don't need to bury em I'm growing into these vibes like it's a new suit I burrowed my tales into these raps like I used to Bury my head in my work, yeah i'm way too busy I don't want to die poor but it's like this world against me Yeah Like this world against me Price the features high like it's luxury clothing That ain't my feet that's just the weed i'm smoking Other men would've died on my path to greatness Death watching from the sidelines you know he waiting Cheerleader screaming, please here's the ones who made it What's the point of being big if you die naked Waking up In my rented bedroom Remind myself what living in your head do Could I have grinded this long without a real purpose Stuck on the balcony fighting off these urges Fighter mentality who the next versus They gon' sing my song like they do in churches Disperse please i'm really inside my mental I'm incrementally dominating everyone in my little circle of hatred I'm grinding like they did I'm pushing for my chance At showing up to the VMA's kid Ah shit guess that's still too distant I'm just tryna play a show for all those who gon' miss it Cheer cheer yeah well maybe it wasn't destined But i'm still gonna steal your attention for a god damned second I'm real here I'm pushing until my lungs give out I wake up on the floor I gave myself fucking mouth to mouth The clout chasing I done gave up on the pussy That ain't mean shit but f*ck that i'm still gon' push it I'm still pushing i'm here to tell all y'all what my name is It's Invicti bitch I sign that shit inside the pavement It's blood, sweat and tears It's ten fucking years That I gave to this drug game and i'm barely fucking here This the all the waiting done This the last fucking one This the culmination all my fucking hatred that's fighting in these lungs This why they say i'm temperamental why we don't believe em Why i'm lying all the time cause it's ten years of dreaming Ten years of trying, failed suicide And i'm realizing this whole shit has been my whole life I'm still barely a story, my will is release the glory I'm sitting in this bitch and i'm still not fucking sorry I promise that imma come up I will take it to the mountain No matter what y'all can stomach The summit ain't need to hold me I'll fly up with all this money and I swear i'll burn the whole shit down I'm sitting in this bitch and i'm still not fucking sorry