They make it look like they got your back

They make it look like they got your back Way back  Way back Im Have to look forward Toward the Future I can't pretend or back track Prove me your hatred for being Trash They talk about you But guess what you say less and Smash and dash Pass with Gas Fuck Cash only is uesd to handle business with Fuss Leave em stretched Ill blast God thank you for my Purpose And continue to love us Never would've thought that I would make it Never would've thought that I could take it Flying with confidence and I rise Dispise dispose disappointments die from With your Demise But I do understand what you going through we all have to go through I don't care what you are into but thank you and tell me that the God I serve Really out Ranks you and lies have shitty flys and attract all you see from me is the bad but since I walk with the Elohim Poisonous People ain't that bad you are worthy even my good things Never they run up on me and still they hating on me anyway