Intro Lyrics – Ski Mask the Slump God
I recorded it, I recorded it, hold on
Father, hold my hands and my soul tonight
No, I don’t care how we fuck tonight, yeah
Time to pay all of my dues, alright?
And I ain’t goin’, and I ain’t go
Get me on my hands and we’re goin’ to work
They over here and they goin’ to work, man
Hold my hand and we’re goin’ to work
And I ain’t goin, I ain’t goin’
Ayy
Ayy
Huh, seven minutes of Heaven with my accountant
Talking ’bout me ’cause I’m best, I’m by the mountain
It’s the drought without everything you have won
We love ’em but just because my heart is a golden gun, uh
I mold, future that’s untold
Manifest my goals, relinquishin’ my foes
Incense, baby, hand me the sage
The negative energy blow at you, away, yeah
This cadence is killin’ me, should be put away
The people might think that they rehabilitate
I’m feelin’ conflicted, my presence a present, [?]
For bein’ a menace to pussy niggas’ feelings
With that said, humanity been dead
They treat us like we mechanical pencils who misled
And fuck the feds, ’cause I’m with foreigns like fans like in Bora Bora
So please call the coroner, this nigga dead