Intro - 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 and give me some

Yeah, I ain’t goin', and I ain’t goin'

Get me on my hands and we’re goin' to work

They over here and they goin' to work

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' conflict in my presence

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, someone

So please call the coroner, this nigga dead