wrath

Yeah I been a trickster, I'm on the grind Everybody miss her, but I'm fine She ain't my sister, no ties I be like mister, you missed mine I'm like woah bro, where you been? We been up late but I'm staying in I got no more time for sins No debate, I don't got 'em in Yeah I been a trickster, I'm on the grind Everybody miss her, but I'm fine She ain't my sister, no ties I be like mister, you missed mine Cause I'm missing all the days, I'm heading to heavens gate Tryna go set it straight, but everybody be lying She said she got some time to waste but I ain't wasting time It's all time and place 'til Ima make you mine Oh no, tryna win Babygirl tripping cause all my sins Like no bro, she ain't it Half the time she be faking shit Like slow mo, out the gate Baby I'm hoping that this my fate If music don't work out The bars don't come around My art is never found My head is in the clouds My anger will make something beautiful My wrath is far from the usual, ugh Like somebody, I need somebody fast Nobody lives with the wrath Had to go quick and attack Back in my past like I would relapse Now we up close and I'm tryna contrast (Man the thing I love about getting hated on is it just proves you're doing something different) (Facts like honestly just being unique is like, it's what it is) (And man that's how you're gonna win it you know?) (On god) The doubters gon feel my wrath Hating on me so I'm bouta attack All that I'm given is all that you lack Said you want smoke so I roll up a pack Faking persona you put on an act Letting my anger set free on the track I'm never one for the talking or barking or knocking the heads boy I'd rather detach Only way that I'll release all the anger inside of my heart is to prove them all wrong Y'all gon be stuck in a cubicle, me I'll be touring the globe while performing my songs Thought I would fail and perish but now you want some of the riches you waited too long Living like royalty, give me my throne, I'm a king and you know it, ain't talking bout Kong (Ain't talking bout Kong) Sounds got me hypnotized Everybody looking at me thinking that I'm telling lies See me on the TV and I know they gon be paralyzed I don't give a f*ck and it leave 'em all tantalized I don't give a f*ck about the false narratives or when you told me I was perishing Honestly embarrassing, dreams become inherited Acting all mad but I know you just jealous and I seen that you been parroting Light up on the terraces (Mad at the homie, ain't know what to do) (Told him my pain now my wrath has gon through) Let it all go that's the way that you grow and discover your truth) (Discover your truth) (Mad at the haters they knocking me down) (Used it as fuel to knock out first round) Now y'all better give me my crown