From the Shadows
I'm at the top
I will not stop
You talking to me like I am a douchebag
You is an opp
This is a Manor
Bitch where is your manners?
Yo look my glammer
I am the Man
I'm the Planner
I carry my nuts call me Mr. Planter
I give you a show my names on the banner
This isn't your show and
I'm changing the channel
I got the remote
Controlling the panel
I'm fucking yo bitch
She full like a sandwich
She swallow the mayo
I'm stacking the chips aye
Do not forget I come From the shadows
You don't know the souls I've met
They were shallow
They did me so dirty
I must go conquer
Pass me a snickers
So I can feed my hunger
My money is longer
And bitch I'm The Father
I lost all my friends so it's like why bother
You pieces of crap couldn't dig up my grave
You turned off the game
before you could save (damn)
DMT you're ain't the same
DMT Never behaved
I'm flexing perplexing
I'm up in a lesson
You're faggy just stay in your lane
I'm changing my price
No sporty ass nigga but I know I got EA
You're failing to fail
I'm winning to win
I'm next
I'm bringing the pain
Niggas they don't understand
They ain't what when niggas was studying
(Niggas was broke)
I had to get me a bag
Put food on the table
Now money is coming in
Now don't get me wrong still emo as fuck
But that shit ain't changing
If you're talking I pull up with your bitch
And commit fornication
Though this is the end
Cause I'm in the afterlife
Cause you're a mother fucker
I'm passing my mission
Your passions for niggas
That's something I do not like
I'm going real hard I'm the player like Ice
Posted like a picture
You're ain't feeling too bright
I'm jabbing up niggas like Slice
Your act like we're friends but you're gay
So I'm not so nice (Fuck)
I wanna kill myself
I wanna kill myself
I wanna kill myself
This no joke
I wanna kill myself
I wanna kill myself
In front front of your folks
I wanna kill myself
Take my life
I wanna kill myself
I wanna kill myself
And fuck your wife
There's no complications
I will not stop
You talking to me like I am a douchebag
You is an opp
This is a Manor
Bitch where is your manners?
Yo look my glammer
I am the Man
I'm the Planner
I carry my nuts call me Mr. Planter
I give you a show my names on the banner
This isn't your show and
I'm changing the channel
I got the remote
Controlling the panel
I'm fucking yo bitch
She full like a sandwich
She swallow the mayo
I'm stacking the chips aye
Do not forget I come From the shadows
You don't know the souls I've met
They were shallow
They did me so dirty
I must go conquer
Pass me a snickers
So I can feed my hunger
My money is longer
And bitch I'm The Father
I lost all my friends so it's like why bother
You pieces of crap couldn't dig up my grave
You turned off the game
before you could save (damn)
DMT you're ain't the same
DMT Never behaved
I'm flexing perplexing
I'm up in a lesson
You're faggy just stay in your lane
I'm changing my price
No sporty ass nigga but I know I got EA
You're failing to fail
I'm winning to win
I'm next
I'm bringing the pain
Niggas they don't understand
They ain't what when niggas was studying
(Niggas was broke)
I had to get me a bag
Put food on the table
Now money is coming in
Now don't get me wrong still emo as fuck
But that shit ain't changing
If you're talking I pull up with your bitch
And commit fornication
Though this is the end
Cause I'm in the afterlife
Cause you're a mother fucker
I'm passing my mission
Your passions for niggas
That's something I do not like
I'm going real hard I'm the player like Ice
Posted like a picture
You're ain't feeling too bright
I'm jabbing up niggas like Slice
Your act like we're friends but you're gay
So I'm not so nice (Fuck)
I wanna kill myself
I wanna kill myself
I wanna kill myself
This no joke
I wanna kill myself
I wanna kill myself
In front front of your folks
I wanna kill myself
Take my life
I wanna kill myself
I wanna kill myself
And fuck your wife
There's no complications
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Writer(s): D'monta Evans
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