Tut (feat. Khor & Therunawaykiiing)

Boss man got me twisted like a rasta
If god don't like alcoholics why he invite vodka
I would call the doctor but I heard its gone cost ya
I don't mean to dramatic phantom of the opera
Y'all boys impostors
Gave my life to god I'm still struggling
Pharmacist sell pills to fiends that's drug smuggling
Ima clown getting this job I'm still juggling
Darker times coming it's getting troubling

When I close my eyes I try to picture perfect
Imaging the finer things like it was all worth it
And I'm still soul searching tryna find myself
The other day I took some shrooms tryna help myself
Well
We coming live from the living room
I'm tired of being secondary
Temporary man I'm hear to bury any rapper
So gone and put them in a cemetery or obituary
I'm going down as a legendary I know it varies
Stay second to me like the month of February
Yeah I'm going down as a great
They ain't wanna believe us so let me tell em
Right in they face
She wet as a lake young bull he fly as a cape
Like a super hero on his way with a villain
Right in his face
Bitch I'm going down as a goat
Ready for battle ready for anything ready for war
Ready to flow rock steady boy I'm ready to go
But the whole world was hating cause they ass wasn't ready for Khor

I run away
Yeah Yeah I'm on my way
Except my fate yeah



Credits
Writer(s): Khor Tut
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