Another day as i step out the door
Your eyes it's my paradise, your
Fuck your prison, fuck your life
I'm everything that they call nice
You just tryin' to run game
Where's your wealth? where's your fame?
All fifty seein visions of me shot in the chestcouldn't rest, nah nigga i was stressed
I succeeded his psychopath test, now i know, i feel even more depressed.
Blewin' some reefer in my zone like a 2-3 defense
Don't give a fuck, won't listen up, 'cuz i'm a psychopath (x2)
Life’s a bitch and i feel her
Your on fire.. your on fire
Your family, your friends,
To increase my ends
Got a killer flow from the llama
Leave your running to your mamma,
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