Mal De Toi
100 Nights, 100 days
Wonder if God still got my number saved
It's been a while
Starting to feel like I ain't really one to save
Been to Hell and back
So if I don't see the Pearly Gates, I'm unafraid
What a shame
Still Alive, What a Shame
Guilty gifting stomach aches
I start to feel my mother's pain
I watched my uncle pass away
There he laid
He completed life's maze
But from his face
Unamazed
So many bends in the road, I never broke
Just to put a Benz on the road
All the depths that I'd go for the debts that I owe
Just for death when I'm old
Hair light white as the white light here approaches
Blinding
When life cometh I know what follows behind it
Sleepless nights, from the weight of my eyelids,
I'm reminded what my mind did, running from the trauma
But no matter foot speed, I can't escape my karma
Everything is business, everything is personal
Far from merciful, I'm closer to the Sun and Moon
That's no consolation prize, so don't get comfortable, nigga
I sent a thousand prayers, they're still unapproved
I can't blame Him
From my actions he's still unamused, I'm tainted
Baptized in the fire, I need maintenance
My halo turned to ashes
And my actions proving dangerous
Do I ever think I'll make it? Baby, I don't know
He's acting for the crowd, he ain't no animal
Catch him acting sheepish, feed him to the wolves
And then you wear his wool
You gave a pulpit to a pit bull
I'm up here pushing malice
And these clips in this Kalashnikov hold more punch than Klitschko
Baba Yaga, do more damage with a pencil
I'm too equipped, I don't care what the rumour is
My shooter keep an auto, bet that'll clean out the room just like a Roomba, yeah
They chanting "Ali bomaye!"
I'ma kill him, I promise
They better hop out the moshpit
I keep a tie with a mobster
And keep some hair like a mop stick
Clean him up
The money made me a monster
Wonder if God still got my number saved
It's been a while
Starting to feel like I ain't really one to save
Been to Hell and back
So if I don't see the Pearly Gates, I'm unafraid
What a shame
Still Alive, What a Shame
Guilty gifting stomach aches
I start to feel my mother's pain
I watched my uncle pass away
There he laid
He completed life's maze
But from his face
Unamazed
So many bends in the road, I never broke
Just to put a Benz on the road
All the depths that I'd go for the debts that I owe
Just for death when I'm old
Hair light white as the white light here approaches
Blinding
When life cometh I know what follows behind it
Sleepless nights, from the weight of my eyelids,
I'm reminded what my mind did, running from the trauma
But no matter foot speed, I can't escape my karma
Everything is business, everything is personal
Far from merciful, I'm closer to the Sun and Moon
That's no consolation prize, so don't get comfortable, nigga
I sent a thousand prayers, they're still unapproved
I can't blame Him
From my actions he's still unamused, I'm tainted
Baptized in the fire, I need maintenance
My halo turned to ashes
And my actions proving dangerous
Do I ever think I'll make it? Baby, I don't know
He's acting for the crowd, he ain't no animal
Catch him acting sheepish, feed him to the wolves
And then you wear his wool
You gave a pulpit to a pit bull
I'm up here pushing malice
And these clips in this Kalashnikov hold more punch than Klitschko
Baba Yaga, do more damage with a pencil
I'm too equipped, I don't care what the rumour is
My shooter keep an auto, bet that'll clean out the room just like a Roomba, yeah
They chanting "Ali bomaye!"
I'ma kill him, I promise
They better hop out the moshpit
I keep a tie with a mobster
And keep some hair like a mop stick
Clean him up
The money made me a monster
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Writer(s): Jaime Dixon
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