TAKE U OUT YOUR GLORY
Dog eat, dog world put your feelings to the side
Bite the hand that feeds you, guarantee you won't come out alive
Born to lover, raised to be a fighter, never petrified
Push me to the edge, I leave no evidence for cops to find
People say I think too much, well I guess y'all don't think at all
Oblivious to your surroundings, soon to find your downfall
Crazy bad bitch like Harley Quinn, bat stay in her fist
Just in case a motherfucker try it thinking that they're slick
Psychopathic evil motherfucker, you know who I be
Killing for a thrill, ain't no damn religion saving me
Bitches think that being baptized going to get them far from me
I won't hesitate to drown a nigga on the count of three
Don't step on my Jordans
Took a step back and I hit him with shields like it's Mario Kart, I'm scoring
Don't donald duck but these hollows don't miss like the London Bridge, that boy falling
I caught that boy in a public restroom, he ain't come out, he stalling
I run this shit, don't need no track meet to check me out
And I can't hear you fuckers, please speak up, perhaps turn it up a notch
And when it's beef, I'm like a chef, you know I stir the pot
I just can't let shit go, man, I keep a grudge, you know I'm fucking toxic
Bite the hand that feeds you, guarantee you won't come out alive
Born to lover, raised to be a fighter, never petrified
Push me to the edge, I leave no evidence for cops to find
People say I think too much, well I guess y'all don't think at all
Oblivious to your surroundings, soon to find your downfall
Crazy bad bitch like Harley Quinn, bat stay in her fist
Just in case a motherfucker try it thinking that they're slick
Psychopathic evil motherfucker, you know who I be
Killing for a thrill, ain't no damn religion saving me
Bitches think that being baptized going to get them far from me
I won't hesitate to drown a nigga on the count of three
Don't step on my Jordans
Took a step back and I hit him with shields like it's Mario Kart, I'm scoring
Don't donald duck but these hollows don't miss like the London Bridge, that boy falling
I caught that boy in a public restroom, he ain't come out, he stalling
I run this shit, don't need no track meet to check me out
And I can't hear you fuckers, please speak up, perhaps turn it up a notch
And when it's beef, I'm like a chef, you know I stir the pot
I just can't let shit go, man, I keep a grudge, you know I'm fucking toxic
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Writer(s): Tommy Williams
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