Evil Genius

I just wish the bro was with me, yeah
What else?

I'm done feeling, tryna sympathize on my thug livin'
All I emphasize is the drug dealin' (I swear)
Shit that they gon' hold against me when I'm Grammy-nominated
I just wish the bro was with me, look at all the time we wasted
In the kitchen, whippin' 'caine, could've been took the game and dominated
'Fore this street shit was overpopulated (was)
When you gettin' money, fuckin' hoes come with the territory

Never tell my story, 'cause these bitches be too complicated (they do)
Out of all these pushers from my ghetto, I'm the one that made it (I'm the one)
But all these fraud niggas on top, and I'm so underrated
Just a couple questions in my mind that I want answers to (I answer myself)
Bad bitch, legs crossed, readin' Maya Angelou
Can't touch what you can't feel if it's not tangible
Police know we creatures, so they treat us like we animals
You think blocks support some shit like that? You never know
Teenage Mutant in the whip, he spin like Michelangelo

For the hypes off of Fenkell, stuffin' pipes and them needles
By the stripes on the Regal, got more stripes than a Bengal
Creased up without a wrinkle, drippin' ice and the sprinkles
It ain't no mystery with me, my whole life been illegal (for real)
Before that road life, I spent some more nights with the demons
Sold dope my whole life, I slept some cold nights on the cement
Stepped on the blow twice, they know that I'm a evil genius
Real street nigga, clean-cut, but he mean business

I love 'hardt, all that ever got me was a drug charge
Risk my life to never see my son starve (that's for real)
Never feel my daughter hurt (no)
Ever since the day her mother water burst (huh)
I been stackin' hundreds with the watermark
Rollin' off of Charlevoix (yeah) Royal Oak my Audemar (huh-hun)
Town was hot in Virginia, so we shot the bag to Bodymore (you know it)

Shit was all a blur, went with my first bet
Staring a light behind tint behind these blurred lines (blurred lines)
Should've killed that nigga the first time
The most premeditated; out of all these killers, we the worst kind
In like a second and a half, this bitch shoot 30 times (krrr)
Run everything in 7-6 from North and 39 (drugs on)
All the way to Grand River; right before the scam-demic
Everything goin' on, been had my hands in it (touch it)
Makin' snow angels with the flake, they know we playin' with it (flake)
Run up in your spot with 50 guap and get to layin' niggas (gang, gang)

For the hypes off of Fenkell, stuffin' pipes and them needles (huh-hun)
By the stripes on the Regal, got more stripes than a Bengal
Creased up without a wrinkle, drippin' ice and the sprinkles (huh-hun)
It ain't no mystery with me, my whole life been illegal (how low?)
Before that road life, I spent some more nights with the demons
Sold dope my whole life, I slept some cold nights on the cement (cold nights)
Stepped on the blow twice, they know that I'm a evil genius
Real street nigga, clean-cut, but he mean business (yeah)

Hey
Real street niggas clean cut but he mean business
Big business
Is what we standing on, yeah
Hell block, hully gully
Drug zone, blockworks