Don't Die Dumb
Oh, so they listening now (ay)
Small wins to the top, open business accounts
I've been in the real estate (yeah), and I ain't flipping no house (uh)
Meaning the state I'm in is real and I ain't fishing for clout (woo)
Fuck your wave, hope this ship you on tip and you drown
If this is a game and it's tied, I'll swim in the drought
Move forward, no gas, I'm what a Tesla engine do (whoo)
Went from the steps of many stoops to rooms with presidential views
Level up (ay), definitely improve, Lexuses and coupes (ooh)
Led them to the truth, I've got raw pencils in the booth (yah)
Hope the only knots you get is when your neck is in the noose (ooh)
Taking shots, but my shit's nothing but net, yeah, that's a swoosh, ay
Huh, so do you to get your Skrillifam
Scale your work if you gotta move a few kilograms
My circles stay cool and above you, that's a ceiling fan
I rap and dip after the set, that's a killer cam (yeah)
I'm praying that you don't die dumb
I'm praying that you don't die dumb, time's up
I'm praying that you don't die dumb
I'm praying that you don't die dumb, time's up
Real talk, real life, this ain't a mafia movie
No black hand running shit that I do, no Don Finucci ('sup)
That's a Godfather reference, I don't watch it loosely (uh)
Study enemies who fight dirty and call them Tartus
It's all Gucci, but the devil's wearing Prada, screaming (fuck the system)
That is one of the lessons from my mama
Second guess everything, especially medicine from doctors
While they question intelligence while the obsession is with time or luck
This shit is too crazy to explain, so it's downwards and uppers (ay)
But the ounces they buffin' on that counter stay counterproductive ('sup)
Drop gems like a jeweler with an unsteady hand (hoo)
I've been God sent by the devil to get his pentagram (ah)
I'm praying that you don't die dumb
I'm praying that you don't die dumb, I'm fuckin' prayin', dumb
Man, this so stupid
I'm praying, I'm praying
This that rap-and-buy-a-crib-for-your-mama shit
Save your dollars, was you rich? Nah, I was the opposite
Didn't have a pot to piss in, this is apocalyptic
Wishing the plot would thicken, witches and politicians
Glitches in all the systems, children with lost ambitions
Business of bombs and missiles and Christian Islam inscriptions
Everything is different in the world now
Stupid and ugly, make a million trying to hold my girl down
Grew up three blocks from the Berlin Wall
Had the streets hot, no stove but them burners on, blam!
They'd shoot a Nazi in his face
While us youth was watching from tops of apartment fire states
This isn't fictionalized
No one really lived in these time zones, it was different time though
They was killing the 5-4, in the blink of an eye, boom!
You'd be dead on arrival, every second they'd die slow
Kids shouldn't see this at age five
But I need my fans to feel me like I'm ready to stage die
It's the last moment on the record, straight facts, no lies
Just so you know it I'll be reppin' Household
Look, 'cause everybody else gon' be as dumb
Everybody else is stupid to me, bruh
And that's how I really think about motherfuckers, man, motherfuckers is dumb
Small wins to the top, open business accounts
I've been in the real estate (yeah), and I ain't flipping no house (uh)
Meaning the state I'm in is real and I ain't fishing for clout (woo)
Fuck your wave, hope this ship you on tip and you drown
If this is a game and it's tied, I'll swim in the drought
Move forward, no gas, I'm what a Tesla engine do (whoo)
Went from the steps of many stoops to rooms with presidential views
Level up (ay), definitely improve, Lexuses and coupes (ooh)
Led them to the truth, I've got raw pencils in the booth (yah)
Hope the only knots you get is when your neck is in the noose (ooh)
Taking shots, but my shit's nothing but net, yeah, that's a swoosh, ay
Huh, so do you to get your Skrillifam
Scale your work if you gotta move a few kilograms
My circles stay cool and above you, that's a ceiling fan
I rap and dip after the set, that's a killer cam (yeah)
I'm praying that you don't die dumb
I'm praying that you don't die dumb, time's up
I'm praying that you don't die dumb
I'm praying that you don't die dumb, time's up
Real talk, real life, this ain't a mafia movie
No black hand running shit that I do, no Don Finucci ('sup)
That's a Godfather reference, I don't watch it loosely (uh)
Study enemies who fight dirty and call them Tartus
It's all Gucci, but the devil's wearing Prada, screaming (fuck the system)
That is one of the lessons from my mama
Second guess everything, especially medicine from doctors
While they question intelligence while the obsession is with time or luck
This shit is too crazy to explain, so it's downwards and uppers (ay)
But the ounces they buffin' on that counter stay counterproductive ('sup)
Drop gems like a jeweler with an unsteady hand (hoo)
I've been God sent by the devil to get his pentagram (ah)
I'm praying that you don't die dumb
I'm praying that you don't die dumb, I'm fuckin' prayin', dumb
Man, this so stupid
I'm praying, I'm praying
This that rap-and-buy-a-crib-for-your-mama shit
Save your dollars, was you rich? Nah, I was the opposite
Didn't have a pot to piss in, this is apocalyptic
Wishing the plot would thicken, witches and politicians
Glitches in all the systems, children with lost ambitions
Business of bombs and missiles and Christian Islam inscriptions
Everything is different in the world now
Stupid and ugly, make a million trying to hold my girl down
Grew up three blocks from the Berlin Wall
Had the streets hot, no stove but them burners on, blam!
They'd shoot a Nazi in his face
While us youth was watching from tops of apartment fire states
This isn't fictionalized
No one really lived in these time zones, it was different time though
They was killing the 5-4, in the blink of an eye, boom!
You'd be dead on arrival, every second they'd die slow
Kids shouldn't see this at age five
But I need my fans to feel me like I'm ready to stage die
It's the last moment on the record, straight facts, no lies
Just so you know it I'll be reppin' Household
Look, 'cause everybody else gon' be as dumb
Everybody else is stupid to me, bruh
And that's how I really think about motherfuckers, man, motherfuckers is dumb
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Writer(s): Ian Tonino, Nathan Lee Butcher
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