Vicious

[Intro]
Uh, yeah
Uh, ahem!

[Verse]
I got it poppin’ in places you’ve never been to
Old heads dying out, man, they’ve been through
Get a mic, this the shit I’ma vent to
Writin’ my thoughts down with this pencil
Super god body in a Maserati
Never sell my soul, fuck Illuminati
Flow is out of pocket like the Kiribati
In the lab cookin’ up like a Prajapati
Make shit, hate shit, be the cycle
I can prolly go gold off a haiku
I can't brag, man, never been the type to
You takin’ every shot like a Type 2
Tell the truth, no one ever liked you
Bodak, bite flow ‘till I grind tooth
Shawty got feels, but I'm love proof
Find another man who can trust you, yeah
I don’t regret anythin’ I’ve done
I’m not sorry
Try fuck around again
And you’ll have a silent heartbeat
Pull up in that ‘Rari
At the afterparty
I don’t care ‘bout your flaws
I just wanna see you move your body
Used to give a fuck about
Some shots in my direction
Now I can't see no opps
I guess this penthouse is a blessin’
But when you stay on top
The bottom haters be so jealous
I used to sit and wait
Until I folded under pressure
Back in the day, I would hate on myself
Hate on the people who givin’ me help
Hate on the music I never could sell
Hate on the person who put me through hell
All of the people I never could be
I wanted some chains, I’m tryna fit in
Needed designer to get me some friends
Losin’ myself to a game of pretend
Now I'm finally on my own now
I done had plenty attention
Y’all gon fuck with the mood now
I get the clout for inventions
I used to pick fights in school now
Always dealt with suspensions
If they hatin’, they jealous of you
Don’t deal with pretenders
Mental health was fuckin’ up the balance (Up the balance)
Had me thinkin’ that I had no talent (Had no talent)
Burnin’ my heart just to get it calloused (Get it calloused)
Endin’ my life was a easy challenge (Easy challenge)
Came up from those thoughts, yeah (Thoughts, yeah)
Never came up from that block, yeah (From that block, yeah)
Came up from you hatin’ bitches (You hatin’ bitches)
They impatient, wantin’ me to stop, yeah (Wantin’ me to stop)

[Chorus]
Yeah bitch, I’m a shark
You’ve been swimmin’ with the fishes
Carried the game for seven months now
That’s been my fitness
Had to get this shit on my own
Never had no wishes
But if they keep fuckin with me
Swear imma get vicious

[Outro]
Vicious, vicious, vicious, vicious