Origami

Lyrics

[Intro] No demonstration at all in the streets Yeah, check No, no one against us, against me for what? Because I am not president But, but, but they They love me, all my people with me, they love me all But if they do love you They, they will die to, to protect me, my, my people (I'm working on dying) (BNYX) Bruce Wayne Kane [Verse] 750S, Bruce Wayne, crazy, batshit I put all the jokers in the smoker, it's a wrap, bitch Still feel the pressure and the tension from my past tense Gun shots, mama cryin', these the sounds of blackness Tears in my pillow as I lay in the dark (Ah) Broken soul, but I mastered turnin' pain into art Fuck that, I mastered turnin' 'caine into heart I showed my homies how to wrap and ship it to theyself and break it apart Bitch, I done shot out with the best of them, buried all the rest of them Niggas steppin' and hard-pressin', I set the precedent Give a fuck if you hard-body or God-body Bitch, I play with paper like origami, a homicidal hobby Yeah, and your baby mama just a hobby Hit it and I blocked her on Twitter, that bitch'll never find me (Bitch) Put you in the wall like The Wire, family'll never find him Opps can't do show in my area, got the hood behind me Yeah, on the Fin, I got the hood behind me ZO6 trunk in the front, gotta pop the hood behind it Let me bust her friend wide open, guess she was open-minded Hit her on the side, but she broke the code when she broke the silence I be on resorts while my lil' niggas resort to violence Rabbit vision radiate niggas like I see ultraviolet Cut my last bitch, let her eat the meat if she toss the salad Put the bitch in the Uber black as I kill a ho with kindness (Hahaha) Yeah, royal treatment for my niggas slidin' Yeah, Royal Oak, I told 'em, "Hold the diamonds" Black-balled me, niggas, they labeled me like a fuckin' problem Tried to hold me back, but I'm breakin' through like a busted condom Sixteenth seed, bitch, I'm breakin' through, like a buster bracket (Yeah) Big money, it ain't a wonder your nigga Fred savage Aston Martin music, tell Ricky I got the red Vantage Switched the shit to neon Put hoes in a transfer portal just like I'm Deon While smashin' on these peons It's money on the table, I'll smack a nigga like cleon I keep a tusi pack, pink bunnies, they get they ski on We screamin', "Fuck the world," heart cold, sprayed it with Freon Got millions in the bank and I still feel like a slave My real life your entertainment, these bills gotta get paid (Got to get paid) I was in the DeVille, choppin' on blades [Chorus] Man, I miss my nigga Sodi, I still remember them days, yeah ('Member them days, yeah) Uh, man, I miss my nigga Sodi, I still remember them days, yeah (Days, yeah) Uh, just a young nigga sittin' on millions, tryna get paid, yeah (Paid, yeah) Uh, yeah, man, I miss my nigga Sodi, I still remember them days, yeah (Days, days) Still a young nigga, sittin' on millions, tryna get paid, yeah (Yeah) [Outro] I fuck with Freddie Gibbs all the time, he live out here (Yeah, tryna get—, tryna get paid) You know what I'm sayin'? That's my motherfuckin' brother I send for a song, he gon' do it He ask me for anything, I'm gon' do it with him (Try— tryna get paid) You know what I'm sayin'? That's my brother We ain't never changed up, switched up (Try— tryna get paid) (I'm working on dying) Came a long way, man, people thought he was gon' fall after that (BNYX) But I stayed on his ass, you know what I'm sayin'? (Try— tryna get paid) And stayed in touch with him Liftin' his spirit up while he was down, you feel me? (Try— tryna get paid) He did the same thing when I was down When he had got out, I end up goin' down to do my time (Try— tryna get paid) You know what I'm sayin'? I was there, like, anything, reach out to him and all that, you know what I'm sayin'? It was nothin' ever denied to me (Yeah, tryna get paid) (I'm working on dying) (BNYX) (I'm—, I'm—)