You can pop a pill/just to pretend im not still/ ill/ and act like i dont kill/ this beats/ like i was not/ raised on them streets/ everything i do turn hot/ thats why i got/ bars for days/ you just gotta lace/ it/ around your neck/ we can bet/ but at the end of the day/ nomather how much you pray/ you aint shit/ I shoot lyrics from a AK 47/ with a flow like im ready to send bitches to heaven/ with my aim steady one hundred procent headshot/ like deadshot/ with a glock/ Like lucifer was not an angel/ sent to hell/ just to protect her/ nothing seems/ like they told us/ nomather how much they discuss/ i still lost my wings/