Dead Man Walking

Now let's get something straight

Now let's get something straight

Now let's get something straight

(Helluva made this beat, baby)

Now let's get something straight

First class Delta flights, I'm above the hate

I was down looking up, now I'm up some pape'

It could be worse, God ain't have to let me up today

Teacher ain't fuck with me because I would come in late

Woke up 100K, I ain't never touch an A

For every class that I failed, I'ma flood the bank

Threw a brick on the gas pedal, I'm like, "Fuck the brake," ha-ha

Yeah, SB, we the team

Started off a seed but we turned into a tree

Had ten dollars but it turned into a sleeve

Used to be friendly but I turned into a beast

That's what happens, ducking snakes in the Amazon

Cracking cards, I'm an ape in the Scamazon

Good Runtz, what's this planet I landed on?

Oh shit, never mind, this a star I'm standing on

Talking 'bout we kin? LOL, whatever, cousin

God walking to me, whole time the Devil running

Fraud God, I'm at the self-scan pressing buttons

Feel like Jimi Hendrix, I'm at Hard Body's metal clutching

Said he fucking with me? Tell him hang himself

Heart jumped out my chest from the pain I felt

A bitch gon' be a bitch, bro, take that L

I was finna drown, bitches left, they ain't stay and help

Bitch heard my song like, "Yeah, he sweet for sure"

Up chop and let it go like I'm Keyshia Cole

In a different world with it, C-3PO

Do you know what I could do off of three Visas, bro?

I ain't finna battle with you, this ain't Pokémon

Chopstick got a light, feel like Obi-Wan

Finna slam dunk this ho, Dee throwing lobs

Setting plays up, I think I need a coaching job

Who not winning? Lil' bitch, you a stupid fuck

Elevating to a different level like a Buddhist monk

You gon' need kryptonite to stop a super punch

Old head talking 'bout the past? Gotta prove it, unc'

Shooter got a Ray Gun, they thought I sent an alien

He spent Curry in the mall, left with Damian

If I up it, I'ma probably stretch his cranium

A hundred shots, fuck a jab, this ain't WrestleMania

I'm with Prince, double cup full of Purple Rain

Forza 3 type shit when I'm swerving lanes

You're a clerk, I'm a swiper, we don't work the same

They ain't see the wave coming, hit 'em with a hurricane

Ain't no ho's here, man, I bet Stan chalk 'em

Thinking that he balling? Knock the headband off him

Demons taking over, this the dead man talking

Black skinnies, black boots, this the dead man walking, ha-ha

Give his ass a tombstone, Undertaker

Was in church with some gift cards up my blazer

I ain't buy it in the mall? I'ma punch it later

Love the love but most importantly, I love the haters