WRAITH

Ay, unh
All I wanted was a hundred million
And a Wraith
Barely could afford a couple dollars
In the tank
IRS tryna get me
I ain't tryna pay, ay
Fuck a 9 to 5
Boy I need it right away

I gotta go get it
My niggas they with it
Ain't got no chauffeur
But a nigga been driven
And I got the vision
No time for you bitches
And I'm bout my business
Yea I'm on a mission
If hater's is dissing
Then I'll never listen
I rose from the trenches
Can I get a witness
I'm counting my blessings
And I'm out here flexing
No hot 97
I keep it 100

Ciento y diez y
No puedo mentir
All the shit that say
All these levas take heed
After making em bleed
Put the blade in the sheath
I'm just letting em breath
By the skin of their teeth
Buried underneath
About a million corpses
Out here knocking off heads
From the rigor mortis
And I'm takin the crown
Cause I'm bored of the king
So don't jump in the cage
With the Lord of the Ring
CEASE

I'm gluttonous,
Dumping these crumbs on the street
For the weak, now they can't talk
With tar on they teeth
Competing with me is a no-go
They keep tryna go toe to toe
But it's no easy feat
I'm singing the blues
And drinking muddy waters
The slaughter's acoustic
I'm pulling the strings
The DEA put my photo on the board
Cause the melody's coke
I'm pushing these keys

I'm the youngest gutter nigga
Talking shit
Lotta acid bars
Nigga when I spit
I be on my shit
Never faking shit
Many bitches nigga
Imma high risk
Like the thirst real
Talking where my brisk?
Got the keys to the city
Be running it
Ain't no discussing it
Trip get to bussing it
Talking concussion shit
Clean it then tuck it
And news get to publishing

Hey
All I wanted was a hundred million
And a Wraith
Barely could afford a couple dollars
In the tank
IRS tryna get me
I ain't tryna pay
Fuck a 9 to 5
Boy I need it right away
All I wanted was a hundred million
And a Wraith
Barely could afford a couple dollars
In the tank
IRS tryna get me
I ain't tryna pay
Fuck a 9 to 5
Boy I need it right away

Eating good like I got seven chins
Jump on the track
Leave with severed limbs
Beat knocking like it let us in
I aint an underclassman
I'm a Letterman
Veteran murder no competition
An audible burglar
Stealing attention
I do what I want
I don't need no permission
I'm not under oath
Cause I'm no politician
BLAOW

So no politicking
I don't need permission
I'm breaking the rules
I might need a detention man
I'm just a menace man
Ain't got no discipline
I'm bout my business
With no time for bitches man
This a transaction bih
Don't catch no feelings
You just a bitch
Ain't no meeting my children
I need the money to
Stack to the ceiling
I need my money to WHOO
30 years old riding dirty
Got a 30 on my waist
Niggas talking shit
I gotta put em in they place
Got the chopper sending niggas
To the Lord like MA$E
Mama can't identify you
With a hole up in ya face

Gotta hole up in ya face nigga
Murder was the case
No evidence
No further in the case
How you walk around looking like
50 with the brace
I ain't leaving not a witness
I ain't leaving not a trace

Got the pedal to the metal
Like a NASCAR race
Hungry for the fame
So I gotta say grace
Running for the money
So I'm down for the chase
Savage like I got dealt
A 10 and an Ace

A lot on my plate
Never got a small waist
You can give me the world
Imma do a double take
Taking off like a rocket
All I need is space
I ain't takin my leave
Till God pulls a rake

Hey
All I wanted was a hundred million and a Wraith
And a Wraith
Barely could afford a couple dollars
In the tank
IRS tryna get me
I ain't tryna pay
Fuck a 9 to 5
Boy I need it right away
All I wanted was a hundred million and a Wraith
And a Wraith
Barely could afford a couple dollars
In the tank
IRS tryna get me
I ain't tryna pay, nigga
Fuck a 9 to 5
Bitch we need it right away