[Intro]
Prez Sinatra

[Chorus]
They gon' make me get back on my twisted shit
You gon' lick my balls, you gon' lick fist, bitch
If you risk it, it's a big bid, you gon' quit quick
Get hit then it get lit
You ever seen a teen with a sixteen clip?
You know them boys posted outside of the crib?
You ever seen a fresh blade cutting a brick?
You ever seen a fiend with a fucked up lip?
You ever pop a pill? Had a fucked up trip
Did some fucked up shit, but forgot what it is?
I ain't gon' lie had some nights I resent
You know they mix PCP with that Fent'

[Verse 1]
You can tell when a n***a be only pretend
How you speak on dead bodies, but don't know the scent?
N***a just 'cause you been, that don't mean that you went
You a visitor to the place my n***as in
And you ain't that n***a you post
He ain't got no bag, but he talking 'bout gross
We grocery bag n***as like you the most
I'm tired of n***as they talking 'bout old
Old me, old shit
What the fuck? You don't know me
N***as be talking like they can control me
Get the fuck out the comments and show me
For some reason these n***as believe in the myth
It ain't no hidden gem I am the Amethyst
When we get in the gym, you can see in my wrist
Take the shot and with ease don't know meaning of miss
So, I say "Fuck it", if we can forget
That's what I'll choose to do after these n***as spit
Turn a new leaf, they can't see through the midst
But it's all clear as day when you be the abyss
When you the creation itself, it isn't a question to you what recipients get
These n***as all in obliviousness, I don't think n***as know what oblivion is
I ain't playing with n***as
I'm taking they heads off
I make 'em make med calls
Got hit in his head, now that n***a bedridden
And you know the feds talk
[Bridge]
Black gloves, no love
Real thugs, black mask, red walls
Black gloves, no love
Real thugs, black mask, red walls

[Verse 2]
Enter neglect and I'm interconnected
I know I'm a anti, I been on depressants
The pressure consume me, but I get my message across
While I keep reading texts that lesson my thoughts
Why it feel like I'm left in the dark?
Why it feel like I'm missing my mark?
I feel alienated, Bolaji Badejo
The shit that's inside me could rip me apart
Feel like Danny Trejo, the Son of Anarchy
And I'm Breaking Bad that's from dusk until dark
You a fish in a pond, I'ma piss off the deck
You gon' swim in that water 'til you see a shark
N***a come up for air when this shit get hard
Know the gun like the blunt 'cause this bitch hit hard
Need to check on my mental, my shit get odd
Heard a pop, just died and my dick get hard
Heard they got our plates, we gon' switch them cars
Counting money all day, now I need a massage
It's too many dead bodies, I need a garage
It's a shirt when I'm done, it's gon' be a collage
[Chorus]
They gon' make me get back on my twisted shit
You gon' lick my balls, you gon' lick fist, bitch
If you risk it, it's a big bid, you gon' quit quick
Get hit then it get lit
You ever seen a teen with a sixteen clip?
You know them boys posted outside of the crib?
You ever seen a fresh blade cutting a brick?
You ever seen a fiend with a fucked up lip?
You ever pop a pill? Had a fucked up trip
Did some fucked up shit, but forgot what it is?
I ain't gon' lie had some nights I resent
You know they mix PCP with that Fent'