TMak e Fortune Teller:
Could l be a target
All these n***as follow
Starting off with nothing
Now these n***as hating
Send a call back to my ex girl now she only wants to call me
Get impatient like I'm Arsène Wenger
I could never win a trophy
I'm impossible, never feasible
Girls twerking is the way I'm living though
Very classy thoough, I could never find another person with the urge of winning though
God oh God
I'm a psycho with no love on lock
Last night l met Keisha Keisha, now we smoking faded with the shisha shisha
Damn you say that you rep the set when you still compared to the fucking grave
Pledge allegiance while you still beneath like your name is Lannister I'm fucking (Jon) snow
Who the fuck are you?
Credits go to the fake places
Not controlled by a fucking being when l tell you n***as that I'm the King
Basic bets, basic bets
Look I'm a crazy n***a basic fact
Look let's face the fact, face the fact
You could never tie me down with crazy chains
Damn, I'm a real sicko psychopathic
Get ahead I'm lacking faith
Often told of how you hate
Damn, I'm really crazy Tyler crae

Hook: 3T
But if we talking tracks, I'm the one who runs the south
I run through your girls’ minds while you n***as run mouth
And when I run its marathons, not a hundred-meter race
So, I'm here's for a while, and they can't catch-up to my pace
So, they calling me a real sicko, Ill negro
Still, people outchea plotting hard to kill me bro
The life I live is dangerous but they wish it was contagious
I keep it to myself dawg, I'm doing y'all a favor
Real sicko

Second Verse: Jon Godly
Played a couple games in the snow last year
Winter came it was cold outchea
Stabbed in the back by the black
They thought I was dead, I was Jon Snow last year
Role the dice for the throne
They think issa game but its skull and bones outchea
Pause right there, flow sick issa ward outchea
Real sicko I don't need a doctor, chop chop I'ma need chopper
No rat a tat tat tat, 6 rounds in back and a blood bath
I scale dizzy heights on a daily, one is to heaven (1 : heaven) and that’s fact
Face facts, I'ma singing n***a with a rap core, that's all 6lack
Average height but I stand taller than my short comings
I might fall short but I rise to reign longer, see the storm coming
Shawty said that we should dance more
I got her a pole she got me a Bible
Real sico with a halo, Don Pablo before the yeyo
Oh no , she bust a move and he bust a nut
She ride the wood real good too
Captain save em hoes, be careful my n***a these hoes is real sicko too
Thanks given to one above and i mediate gotta let it loose
And I Feel the vibe never trust the hype issa wildfire once it gets lose
Listen, I'm confident never run out of self
Low-key keep it moving transportation in stealth
I hear the devil calling I don't pick up the cell
I left my demons buried 6 feet under hell

Hook: 3T
But if we talking tracks, I'm the one who runs the south
I run through your girls’ minds while you n***as run mouth
And when I run its marathons, not a hundred-meter race
So, I'm here's for a while, and they can't catch-up to my pace
So, they calling me a real sicko, Ill negro
Still, people outchea plotting hard to kill me bro

Third Verse: 3T
If we all ball then I'm dunking on your lil free throw
Don't feel yourselves, I'm Star-Lord here to kill egos
It takes kryptonite can kill me bro, feel free though
Mom and dad done raised an ill negro, real sicko
Lean took me on a vacation
I got all the syrup, finished all the medication
I got all the herbs, crib looking like a plantation
I go under skirts while you on that second base shit, wait
I go under skirrrts, like I'm a mechanic
Fixing what's under her panties by doing damage
N***s take up most of my bandwidth
More reason for you to panic
Your bitch a nympho, she was in bed hitting them folks
You need a fix coz you been broke
I'm the joker, y'all Bruce Wayne guys save lives
You best play your cards right or I'll make you take five
Dawg, you dig? They tryna put bullet through your favorite rapper
No autopsy coz when I die, I'll wake up after
And call my death a nap, no sleep, I stay up rapping
You can't join me, the ship sailed, I'm the captain
I think we're all fly but you're a kite and I'm a spaceship
There's levels to this shit, and I learnt that from my Playstation
Different route I took the scenic, ran away and dodge a pay slip
Treat the booth like it's a clinic and I'm Doctor Carter's patient
So, they calling me a real sicko, Ill negro
Still, people outchea plotting hard to kill me bro
All because these bitches will, let a n***a cop a feel
I went and bought some pot to chill, I pop a pill, coz I'm so ill
I'm a real sicko
3T