After All

Hard to beef with somebody who hates himself
Get all his affairs in order then go and fake his death
I'm a threat so to myself is where I stay
Life's a bitch until you bend her over, Fuck her in the face
I been thinking with my dick so much, I hope he'll be okay
Me and Devin been rapping better than bitches since way back in the day
Ain't got no cash in the bank so I get mad and I take
Don't think it's bad for real to die, I'll find the happiest place
Smoke your ass and throw your ashes in a basket of snakes
I keep harassing the passenger when I crash I'll be safe
I'll break the glass and grab a stack of it, Stab your ass in the face
You're never safe, I'm the motherfucking dagger in your brain, bitch
What's your motive? Is it bitches or a quota?
Hella potent in my roaches, On the sofa slumped over
Only soda in my solo
Got him hold up at the light
I'm a soldier, So precise
We get bolder when it's night, motherfucker



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Writer(s): Jacob Dobbs
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