Out of this coviction of feelings
Said that they tried to give him like a hundred years
I gave ya'll wizardry with my hands
Blast masses a cast to cover crafts.
Furniture made of the flesh of my foes
Best believe i'm leaving with more of those
I'm doing the same thing
Feeling, of appealing
Tired of feeling wired of dealing
And my wish is to have everything
Got the eye of tiger, spit of cobra, form of a dragon
I’m popping now, every other hour, paparazzi come
Top of my pile of bodies
Cuz you gon' chase cheese
Most of y'all drop quick cause of impatience,
Golf wang kill them all nigga, triple six
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