48 Bars (Demo)

F*ck with me enough of me To give it to them all Loving me the money be A blessing from the gods Like I sneezed on the beat In a priests synagogue He said Jesus this demon Is reaching the top Believe it I mean it No bringing me down No sleeping just dreaming I'll be in the clouds The money increasing Preforming for crowds When I'm touring recording Bring more to the style Not even god can stop me When I'm on the pedal Even kamikazes just Couldnt drop the weddo I'm at Molly's popping Off with glocks and ammo Know I'm raising hell You better tell the devil And when my records sell Yo I don't ever settle I don't take no L's Even my wealth successful Develop all the failures Who ain't on my level Cause I could change the world With just a fuckimg pencil You already know bro That my flow impressive I can't even grow though Man my dough excessive Have you been smoking dope You can't slow my blessings Spitting slow you know Don't gotta code the message The homie know we Just got his sentence lessened But I've been pressed to death Guess I'm the best I'm destined Unless I'm just forgetting Somebody less effective Viewer discretion unless you bitches Have a death wish tell em Someone take me home Where I must belong Someone take me home Where I must belong Someone take me home Where I must belong Oh man Gotta be the yams Make it to the top And I'm taking all the fam Telling kunta I'ma shoota I'm the future understand Gotta ruga for the dude that Wanna do it to the man Cause I'm just super duper But superman is fiction Even Freddy Kruger Knew the dude was wicked And the future use to Be out in the distance Now any bitch that see me Wanna be my misses This is easy breezy Yo this isn't shit People wanna be me Shit is different Making 20 CDs I just spit for rent But I could go forever Flow is infinite Took the monorail To get to taco bell Going off the rails As homies stock the jail If Lana Del got it Then I gotta sell Screaming FML Up on SNL In the best hotels But we still rest in hell I'm the best the rest Just don't impress for real Investing in myself Yet checks been in the mail Till my death get wealth So fam can help themselves Lift a car so You get ripped apart Disregarding any Bitch that start Yo I don't miss my mark Man I just hit the heart My shit been hitting hard Like I was tj ward I tell em