Wreckless
I been here Before
I just don't remember When
Either way my Birth Certificate it says I'm built to Win
That's why I'm always coming they head like a Bobby Pin
Everybody sending Beats Kuz they know that i'ma Body It
Where do I Begin
It get deadly when I Sin
Even if the door is Locked
I'ma break it In
I get Active when it comes to Rapping
Feeling like the Captain
I'ma lyrical Assassin
Breathing fire like a Dragon
You'll get folded like a Napkin
If they Ask
Don't know what Happened
Ahhh
I ain't never been to Yapping
Deadly Recipe
Swear this life is testing Me
I'll Rip my fucking heart Out
Just to give the game what's left of Me
Deadly Recipe
Swear this life is testing Me
I'll Rip my fucking heart Out
Just to give the game what's left of Me
I been ghosting everybody feeling like I'm Casper
I don't think they see the vision that I'm really After
Dawg the moneys hella cool but that ain't all I'm trynna Capture
Man I'm trynna Manufacture
Ways for strugglers to Gather
Ways to move our fucking People on to greener fucking Pastures
Because we been flipping bones since the Flintstones
Muthafucking fake balling acting like they Jim Jones
Twenty K on they Neck
Baby mama still Broke
Ain't no food upon the table for the Kids or Kinfolk
But he got his wrist Froze
Cheque Lowkks with the Syndrome
Flow 760 steady streaming Income
All do is take Shots
I don't ever miss Em'
Fucking bitches from the back But I don't ever kiss Em'
Look
It ain't always gone Last
You'll just have a couple Laughs
Now it's all just in the Past
It ain't all about the Cash
It's about trynna Pass
Those who came became before the Man
That inhabit what I Am
I'm just doing what I Can
Trynna cultivate a Plan
A smart man once said that it's Knowledge over Money
But don't you go and be a Dummy
Those who got it they ain't Lucky
They didn't settle or get comfy when the road was getting Bumpy
So I listened and I Studied
Deadly Recipe
Swear this life is testing Me
I'll Rip my fucking heart Out
Just to give the game what's left of Me
Deadly Recipe
Swear this life is testing Me
I'll Rip my fucking heart Out
Just to give the game what's left of Me
I just don't remember When
Either way my Birth Certificate it says I'm built to Win
That's why I'm always coming they head like a Bobby Pin
Everybody sending Beats Kuz they know that i'ma Body It
Where do I Begin
It get deadly when I Sin
Even if the door is Locked
I'ma break it In
I get Active when it comes to Rapping
Feeling like the Captain
I'ma lyrical Assassin
Breathing fire like a Dragon
You'll get folded like a Napkin
If they Ask
Don't know what Happened
Ahhh
I ain't never been to Yapping
Deadly Recipe
Swear this life is testing Me
I'll Rip my fucking heart Out
Just to give the game what's left of Me
Deadly Recipe
Swear this life is testing Me
I'll Rip my fucking heart Out
Just to give the game what's left of Me
I been ghosting everybody feeling like I'm Casper
I don't think they see the vision that I'm really After
Dawg the moneys hella cool but that ain't all I'm trynna Capture
Man I'm trynna Manufacture
Ways for strugglers to Gather
Ways to move our fucking People on to greener fucking Pastures
Because we been flipping bones since the Flintstones
Muthafucking fake balling acting like they Jim Jones
Twenty K on they Neck
Baby mama still Broke
Ain't no food upon the table for the Kids or Kinfolk
But he got his wrist Froze
Cheque Lowkks with the Syndrome
Flow 760 steady streaming Income
All do is take Shots
I don't ever miss Em'
Fucking bitches from the back But I don't ever kiss Em'
Look
It ain't always gone Last
You'll just have a couple Laughs
Now it's all just in the Past
It ain't all about the Cash
It's about trynna Pass
Those who came became before the Man
That inhabit what I Am
I'm just doing what I Can
Trynna cultivate a Plan
A smart man once said that it's Knowledge over Money
But don't you go and be a Dummy
Those who got it they ain't Lucky
They didn't settle or get comfy when the road was getting Bumpy
So I listened and I Studied
Deadly Recipe
Swear this life is testing Me
I'll Rip my fucking heart Out
Just to give the game what's left of Me
Deadly Recipe
Swear this life is testing Me
I'll Rip my fucking heart Out
Just to give the game what's left of Me
Credits
Writer(s): Esequiel Ramirez
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