[Intro: 350]
Yeah
Yeah
3 5

[Verse 1: 350]
Heavy night on, trying to keep my sight on
Too many fight on, trying to keep they light on
I grew up bold, but now I just think I ride on
This heart of gold been starting to feel like nylon
Been on the road a bit watching my people struggle
And begging me for my help don't pay no mind I’m finna drive on
And it's a cold world, screw it I keep the fire on
My well of empathy happen to finally dry on
I started sinking been thirsty but hardly drinking
Been flirting with different thinking living water low supply on
I can't disappoint the ones I must rely on
But I’ll be damned if Ima cry on
Uh, check
Used to do this for my niece but now I got my own
Buried alive they can't survive without their microphone
The pеople creeping tryna peep to see what Michael on
They usеd to call me overrated now they can't leave Mike alone
Smell the cheap from a mile away like my cologne
I might prolong my time in the game
I'm liking the way they like my songs
Call it pride I say "Well damn" cause they might not be wrong
Am I creating art to breathe or keep my lighting on
[Verse 2: nobigdyl.]
Devil couldn't purchase my heart he tried to lease it
Soul was like an Air Force 1, he couldn't crease it
So he set his sights on my mind, he tried to breach it
Couldn't even see the divine throughout my regress
He fessed up, I had to be stressed out
So I could beat stress up and when I leave guess what
I'm not taking any of these secrets to a gravesite
Satan said his yolk was easy I ate an egg white
And praise Christ
I found a way out of the grave twice
Eternity in mine, when I’m seeing saved lives
The leading cause of death is when a man stays silent
To live a dream inside a screen and never face life
Sit with your emotions it’s what I do when I write songs
They told you not to cry but it's not a hill you should die on
That fire deep inside the messiah, he saying fight on
Motel 777 heaven left the light on

[Verse 3: Marty]
The kid’s back I don't need no introductions
Living out my dreams sleeps my only interruption
The devil's out for destruction, I'm not here just to crush him
I’m on the hill of these dunks, and that ain't up for discussion dawg
Yeah, this what I was born for
Throw my hair back and laugh, driving in a sports car
3 5 hit me back, said I need more bars
This that real hip-hop flex I need some more bombs
Ok gentlemen go start your engines
This ain't a race, it's more twisted metal competition
Only reason I'm here is because God's protection
I got robbed down in Oakland for all my possessions
And that one really hurt
It builds character or something I'm not really sure
Buddy hit me with the bug eyes like Lil Durk
And still made a home, Satan's plan didn't work
Stupid
[Outro]
(The device is ready for detonation)