Might Not Make It By REASON
Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah
Like if I’m there, like twenty-four hours, like
This-this is just a joke, f— these sensitive a– n—–, look
Visions of wantin’ to die, I looked the Devil in eye
Suicide all on the mind, I might not make it
This my last minutes alive, might as well live in demise
I got the Devil inside, I might not make it
If I only had twenty-four, I’d be harassin’ the youth
Kidnap Trump and Ghost Rider and let ’em crash in the coupe
I’d have s– with Laurie, Rihanna, a Kardashian too
Might just f— everybody like Kardashians do
I muck duck tape some City Girls and roll through the city
They scream, “Periodt,” with period blood all over their t——
Pop a pill or knocked up, they got us rollin’ more
I f— ’em on a lil’ boat since he wrote it for him
F—– that stallion in the stable, been Meg all over the table
She screamin’ out, “Drive the boat,” while I’m tryna drive her disable
I leak all the Dot music, rock music if I’m able
Top call, I laugh at ’em, screamin’, “I’m the best at the label”
I shoot every single fan in the stomach that leave a comment
“When Zay album comin’?” It come when it come, n—-
I might make these old n—– stop hatin’ on young n—–
I might kill every rapper fakin’ to be a thug n—-
Visions of wantin’ to die, I looked the Devil in eye
Suicide all on the mind, I might not make it
This my last minutes alive, might as well live in demise
I got the Devil inside, I might not make it
Visions of wantin’ to die, I looked the Devil in eye
Suicide all on the mind, I might not make it
This my last minutes alive, might as well live in demise
I got the Devil inside, I might not make it
Drink a bottle of wine with Ari Lennox on some leather sheets
Rub her down with shea, but the s– make the vocals elite
I make her do scissor with SZA, I be watchin’, record
Marry Khloe in Vegas, give her c—, then divorce her
I f— Mike Persons wife, sperm swimmin’ through, coursin’
And punch her dead in the stomach, and give that b—- an abortion
I take every rapper screamin’ mental health to sell records
Torture their kids until they all sufferin’ from depression
Bring Tekashi out of prison and drop him in the Nine Treys
Take a walk with Summer Walker down a homeless block in LA
Hit Cozz phone and tell him Top finna be pullin’ up
As soon as he go to rob him, we gon’ set that n—- up (Yeah, gimme the keys, n—-)
Tell Laurie Harvey to sit on my face while I keep her balanced
Maybe not, ’cause she done been with more rappers than DJ Khaled (Another one)
I swear, if I only have one more day
Rewind the clock and turn West into the old Kanye
Visions of wantin’ to die, I looked the Devil in eye (Hahaha)
Suicide all on the mind, I might not make it (I’m just kidding)
This my last minutes alive, might as well live in demise
I got the Devil inside (I’m serious right now), I might not make it (I’m just kidding)
Visions of wantin’ to die, I looked the Devil in eye
Suicide all on the mind, I might not make it (I might not have)
This my last minutes alive, might as well live in demise
I got the Devil inside, I might not make it
Everybody just so, everybody just, why so serious? Why?
Is this camera on me? That’s stupid guys, like, hahaha
Yeah
