DECAYING

Look at you in the club with the bottle with the lights in it Trying to show off to some shitfaced white bitches It's like you can't make your net worth more obvious Ain't none of y'all gon' ever see the money that I'm playing with And you know my crew has always got me feeling rich We don't need to spend no dough on politics We just keep it real with the deals beneath the surface We keep on stealin' at your wealth until you fuckin' worthless (Fuckin' worthless, fuckin' worthless) Yo I'd spit this shit at the NATO summit Tell the whole world I'm comin' through like a bullet 'Cuz you never did shit for the rap game, you just taking from it And pretty soon we all gon' watch your publicity plummet 'Cuz everyday I hear all kinda people sayin' rap is dead They all sick of your mumblin' - they ain't even hearing what you said But when they hear me drop the heavy shit steady spittin' lead They all be like "what the f*ck am I doing flauntin' all this bread?" 'Cuz in everybody's mind they be wishin' that this shit would fuckin' end But for whatever reason they won't even share that with a friend They be programmed by the Internet to follow the next trend The integrity of real rap is what we strive to defend Yeah I know you comprehend it You're just too scared of judgement, so you hesitate to transcend it How the f*ck you think you even a lil' independent? F*ck typa message you sendin' your transcendents?! Yeah the Young Money motherfuckers thinkin' that they Gods Gonna find out soon they ain't gonna beat the odds By relying on they squads Stickin' round just for the cash wads True success for them? It ain't even in the cards Yeah, I stay steady stackin' all the chips you let slip Right through your fuckin' fingers 'cuz you couldn't get a grip You just another drone makin' bread just for a bitch I'll take the whole sitch, bite it off, chick money sandwich What's wrong, that make you twitch? That's 'cuz you're too attached to this idea that you always need to be blowin' cash Just for a fucking Tinder match But killin' off your brain cells has always got you thinkin' trash Bet your bitch is too infatuated And I know you'll never make it 'Cuz these weak ass hype junkie bitches think they love it but they hate it And you're just another pawn in a game they wish they wasn't even playin' Who gonna wake up first and realize we all just decayin'? Bitch! F*ck, man...