I've come now for the reason, the truth

Yeah, yeah

Ayy, some of you little niggas need to leave the mic alone

I'm not a celebrity, I'm a psycho with a microphone (yeah)

Say I got washed, but I got willed, that's a cycle loan

Made in Christ image

you crackers read the Bible wrong (black)

God MC, I'm on the highest throne

That's a bar mitzvah, don't let the bars miss ya

Got El DeBarge spinnin' with some women's skin

it's life right

Before I heard the hits

I felt the rhythm of the night (night)

3 in the morning, somebody (gettin' smoked)

Tenants sayin' I am a nuisance

they wanna grab a noose (hang)

I'm hangin' off a roof, but ain't nobody fallin' off

You Bishop off of Juice

above the rim is how I ball (I ball)

These petty prima donnas ain't prepared for Don Dada

Dump until you're duppy

don't give a darn 'bout a dang dollar

Damn, thought I saw a rottweiler actin' like a bitch

Get dragged by a dog collar

It's a cold night in hell

The day that you motherfuckers ever

see me fail (ever see me fail)

I'm lampin' by the pool with some

jewels on my wrist (on my wrist)

I'm sorry to my fans, I got used to this shit (goddamn)

It's a cold night in hell

The day that you motherfuckers ever see me fail

I'm hangin' on a yacht with a thot I don't kiss (yep)

I'm sorry to the fans, I got used to this shit (my bad)

(I'm just sayin')

I got used to this shit

I got used to this shit

Ayy, Wu Tang told me (it's yours, it's yours)

Niggas think they me because I

took 'em on tour (what the fuck?)

Laughin' 'cause you cappin'

no one askin' what you yappin' 'bout

Worry 'bout this ice on me

when there's men in mask about (damn)

You crashin' out (mm) , while I'm cashin' in

Livin' in the gutter's a lose-lose, I had to win (I had to)

Split the difference for undivided attention

I show a side that was missin', I'm Dr

Jekyll in pictures (what you hidin'?)

And you just hidin' from the fact that you a fuckboy (damn)

Ricky told me: You gotta watch who you trust, boy (damn)

Since these niggas wanna lie off the cuff, boy (uh)

Tell me how you go from next up to a busboy (damn)

You really goofy as fuck, boy (man)

And I don't wanna beef with you

The table had a seat for you, I broke bread to eat with you

This is just a warning shot in case I

gotta ether you (know what I'm sayin'?)

It's a cold night in hell

The day that you motherfuckers ever

see me fail (ever see me fail)

I'm lampin' by the pool with some

jewels on my wrist (on my wrist)

I'm sorry to my fans

I got used to this shit (mama, I'm sorry)

It's a cold night in hell

The day that you motherfuckers ever

see me fail (ever see me fail)

I'm hangin' on a yacht with a thot I don't kiss (yep)

I'm sorry to the fans, I got used to this shit

(Got too rich)

I got used to this shit

I got used to this shit

Ms, Julia, I wish you could've seen some of

them little sons of guns I used to run with