Child's Play

Whispers down the lane
Swear they rubbed me the wrong way
Now I slide on grimy beats
And I was taking the con way
Mr. Man up in this bitch
I don't care what ya mom say
Student of the game
Got em studying my plays
Head up on my shoulders
Said I'm blessed with a mind frame
Declawin' pussy niggas
They was giving me migraines
Hear the purpose
In my struggle verses
Days before the hoping
I was feeling hopeless
Never open
All I know is coping
With the past
And a bag of gas
Bring me peace at least
Assembled what I needed
Broken pieces
Couldn't build a thesis
With no reason
And a lot of leisure
Kiss my ass
You fuckin' bottom feeder
Cuz she start fuckin' with the kid
When she realized I got this
Never show my fuckin' hand
And they be countin' my pockets
I be getting early worms
While you tweetin' obnoxious
Kill his Chucky spirit
Put it up for adoption
Don't compare to me yourself
All ya music
Is childs play

No pointing fingers like it's he said she said
Give a second to dive
I'm going off of the deep end
Wanna show you mercy
But don't give me a reason
You can see it in his eyes
On Aquarius season
Dropping bars like bombs
Imma bury you heathens
Riud biting buds high like he Aerial teething
I'm that nigga yes
You can call me riud The Weeknd
Cause nigga Able bodied for a burial beating
Word spread fast
Like it's capitol treason
All these virus's be bringing bacterial eden
Gotta shut it down quick
Get these niggas to leaving
MAGA stuck in shit heavy like gorilla adhesion
It's ain't feasible to please to beast
Cause I been hungrier than ever
Get my seasoning I'm ready to feast
You ain't being any better than me
I raise hell got you cheering when my son is 18
I'm the king nigga



Credits
Writer(s): Kaleb Harris
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