The Occult

Crushin' up my pills, me and Satan got a deal
Please God take the fuckin' wheel
I'm tryna make a couple mill
Reppin 666 in God we trust
Never forget the God of liars
Is always looking for hire
Just to throw you into fire
Gettin' higher to the devil's singing choir
Bullet to my brain call me Budd Dwyer
Always the talk
Never the walk
Fuck with the pump
Get yourself slumped
To all you net bangers talkin' shit
You better run before you get bucked
Locked up in my mind
Will I make it through the night
Full of drugs not a fuckin' friend in sight
Take the blade out my back
Fuck you lying ass hoes
You're a chump for change
Look at the mess that I made
Slicing my wrists until I get paid
Mixin' chemicals until acceptable
Injectable
Bitch its on point to the fucking decimal
Got your brain in my reticle
Grippin' on my genitals
187 Killas Reppin' the fuckin' penticle

Stuck up in my head again
I think I need more medicine
Shordy lookin' heaven-sent
I know that she's irrelevant
Bro I been alone since 13
Triple six and third degrees
Bitch I came up out these streets
Everybody heard of me
Or they seen my image
Keep it drippin'
Bitches steady trippin'
Steady gripping on a pole
Ain't no stripper tho
I been round the weed 'n coke
Yuh, bitch I'll really make it snow
Bitch I'm toxic soul corroded
I was dying no one noticed
Now I'm mixin' up these potions
She got love but never shows it
I been focused on my motion
Leave her wetter than the ocean
Then I gotta keep it going
Ian rich but ian brokeish
All these hoes coming back to me
I been smoking all these trees
Bitch I got PTSD
Girl you shouldn't love on me
Ion care bout how you feel
Imma stay keeping it real
I been caught up with my deals
Just so I can pop a seal
Tell the devil take the wheel