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