Chains & Whips

Uncle said, "Nigga, you must be sick

All you talk about is just getting rich"

Choke my neck, nigga, and ice my bitch

Beat the system with chains and whips

This is culturally inappropriate

You run from the spirit of repossession

Too much enamel covers your necklace

I buy bitches, you buy 'em sections

You buy watches, I buy collections

Misery's fueling your regression

Jealousy's turned into obsession

Reality TV is mud wrestling

Some signed checks, I know better than

Beware of my name, that there is delicate

You know I know where you're delicate

Crush you to pieces, I'll hum a breath of it

I will close your heaven for the hell of it

You'd think it'd be valor amongst veterans

I'm watching your fame escape relevance

We all in the room, but here's the elephant

You chasing a feature out of your element

And those lab diamonds under inspection

The question marks block your blessings

There's no tombstones in the desert

I know by now you get the message

Uncle said, "Nigga, you must be sick

All you talk about is just getting rich"

Choke my neck, nigga, and ice my bitch

Beat the system with chains and whips

It don't take much to put two and two

Your lucky streak is now losing you

Money's dried up like a cuticle

You're gasping for air now, it's beautiful

John 10:10, that's my usual

Mamas is falling out in funerals

Embalmed and bloat, they now viewing you

They never find the guns, but the sewers do

Bubbles was sick, he need medicine

Brought him back to life, now he dead again

Richard don't make watches for presidents

Just a million trapped between skeletons

This the darkest that I ever been

The diamonds make you taste peppermint

You ain't thrive in the snow like it's The Revenant

And send orders back down and keep shovelin'

Uncle said, "Nigga, you must be sick

All you talk about is just getting rich"

Choke my neck, nigga, and ice my bitch

Beat the system with chains and whips

Well, when things get dark and your number get called

And you look side to side like, "What did they say?"

And it ain't the Lord's voice and then you realize

That the Devil is talking to you

Hm

I'm not the candidate to vibe with

I don't fuck with the kumbaya shit

All that talent must be godsent

I send yo' ass back to the cosmics

The things I've seen under my eyelids

Kaleidoscope dreams, murder, and sirens

Let's be clear, hip-hop died again

Half of my profits may go to Rakim

How many Judases that let me down?

But fuck it, the West mines, we right now

Therapy showed me how to open up

It also showed me I don't give a fuck

The two-time Gemini with the genocide

I'm generous, however you want it, I'll be the gentle kind

Gentlemen and gangstas connect, the agenda of mine

Move niggas up outta here, this shit get gentrified

Heavy genes like Genovese, I'll drop your Pentagon

Then show up at your at your gender reveal and tell 'em give me mine

I son niggas, I am the general, where my gin and juice?

Every song is the book of Genesis, let the sonics boom

Niggas want the tea on me, well, here's the ginger root

I generate residuals, bitch, get off my genitals

They say I couldn't reach Gen Z, you fuckin' dickheads

You must be full of that ginseng, here comes the jinx, yeah

They genetics been synthetic, screamin' they genius

A finger wave, they all fall, niggas is Jenga

God gave me light, a good year full of free will

Trump card tell me not to spare your life, motherfucker

Well, when things get dark and your number get called

And you look side to side like, "What did they say?"

And it ain't the Lord's voice and then you realize

That the Devil is talking to you