[Intro: Joey Bada$$ & XXXTENTACION]
—***s will be like "Yo, these ****** is wildin' right now
Like, these ****** is really wildin'", you know what I'm sayin'?
Like, we ain't playin' with y'all n***as, man, ya heard?
Sometimes you just gotta catch chlamydia on these ******, G-****
You know what I'm sayin'? Gonorrhea, all that ****
All of that ****
I catch all diseases in the world
So the world don't have no more diseases, you feel me?
G-****
Yeah, yeah

[Producer Tag]
P. Soul on the track

[Verse 1: Joey Bada$$]
I'm as real as they come, they feel it, get numb
You think you got a little buzz, so now you can't get stung?
I keep a razor blade tucked on me, under my tongue
Don't let me have to tell these n***** about the city I'm from
It's Brooklyn, be the home of the hardest ever (yeah)
Where them n***as don't aim, they just palm Berettas (bang)
And bomb whatever, say we don't move calmly, never (no)
This for my ****** trapped in cells like salmonella
Look, I could do this **** with no effort
No pressure, no gimmick ****, no radio records
Just textbook rhyme style with the raw texture
Punchlines, right hooks, now that's a trifecta
No more free lectures, I'm taxin' these n***as extra
This the Pro of all Eras, he's back in your sector
So, might be best to protect your neck
Or profess your debt to the god, he might bless ya

[Verse 2: XXXTENTACION]
Murder these flows like I murder these *** *** ******
Where the f*** is your energy, bro?
Make your ***** deepthroat a Desert Eagle
If he try me like a ***, ***** boy, that's on my soul
Make my flow shapeshift, cold expression like a facelift
At the publix with like eight grips if you talkin' all that ape ****
I'm not talkin' YMBAPE ****, but I'm bangin' on my chest, *****
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Travelin' through the infinity, uh
You not that *****, pretend to be, uh
All that bulls*** do not get to me, uh
I am a spirit, an entity, uh
You just wan suck up my energy, uh
I am the realest since Kennedy, uh
You ***** *** ****** ******* suck, you sound the same
I spit the pain, that's why these young n***** feel the same
They know I bang, I'll pull a f****** pistol out the Range and act insane

[Chorus: XXXTENTACION & Joey Bada$$]
I spent years at the crib, so I don't feel the pain no more
I don't feel the pain no more
I gotta get it how I live, I don't feel the pain no more
I don't feel the pain no more
I spent years at the crib, so I don't feel the pain no more
I don't feel the pain no more
I gotta get it how I live, so I don't feel the pain no more
I don't feel the pain no
I spent years at the crib, so I don't feel the pain no more
So I don't feel the pain no more
I gotta get it how I live, I don't feel the pain no more
I don't feel the pain no more
I spent years at the crib, so I don't feel the pain no more
I don't feel the pain no more
I gotta get it how I live, so I don't feel the pain no more (yeah)
I don't feel the pain (ay) no more (ay)