i’m in trouble
Hook] I’m in trouble, but I’m only one, Ain’t no backup, bitch, I don’t run. Whole world crashin’, I’m still stunnin’, Fire all around, but I keep gunnin’. No clone, no team, no trust, no gun— Still I rise up, I’ma make it, son. They fold, they break, they fake and done, But I’m that filthy, I’m the only one. ⸻ [Verse 1] Bitch, I been in the dark with the rats and the mold, Blood in my shoes, but my soul still cold. Hit rock bottom, I ain’t never been told— “Fall back,” nah, I just break that mold. I’m the glitch in the code, the crack in the wall, The sin in the saint when the devil make a call. No help, no handouts, no hero comin’, Just dirt on my knuckles and a heartbeat thumpin’. ⸻ [Verse 2] Trouble on my name like a tat on my neck, Court date, warrant, still I cash that check. Sleepin’ with demons, I kiss ‘em goodnight, Wake up in chains, but I still grip tight. They pray on the weak, I feast on the storm, I was made in the filth where the monsters born. Ain’t no tears, no fear, just venom in my spit, I’m the motherfuckin’ flame when the gas get lit. ⸻ [Verse 3] Ain’t nobody comin’ to my rescue, hoe, So I learned how to kill with a stare real low. I been dragged through the mud, through the pits and the lies, Now I move like a ghost with a blade in disguise. I’m the burn in the blunt, the crack in the street, The reason that the strong don’t sleep. You could stack odds high, still I rise and stunt— ’Cause I ain’t got a choice, I’m the only one. ⸻ [Hook] I’m in trouble, but I’m only one, Ain’t no backup, bitch, I don’t run. Whole world crashin’, I’m still stunnin’, Fire all around, but I keep gunnin’. No clone, no team, no trust, no gun— Still I rise up, I’ma make it, son. They fold, they break, they fake and done, But I’m that filthy, I’m the only one.
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Hook] I’m in trouble, but I’m only one, Ain’t no backup, bitch, I don’t run. Whole world crashin’, I’m still stunnin’, Fire all around, but I keep gunnin’. No clone, no team, no trust, no gun— Still I rise up, I’ma make it, son. They fold, they break, they fake and done, But I’m that filthy, I’m the only one. ⸻ [Verse 1] Bitch, I been in the dark with the rats and the mold, Blood in my shoes, but my soul still cold. Hit rock bottom, I ain’t never been told— “Fall back,” nah, I just break that mold. I’m the glitch in the code, the crack in the wall, The sin in the saint when the devil make a call. No help, no handouts, no hero comin’, Just dirt on my knuckles and a heartbeat thumpin’. ⸻ [Verse 2] Trouble on my name like a tat on my neck, Court date, warrant, still I cash that check. Sleepin’ with demons, I kiss ‘em goodnight, Wake up in chains, but I still grip tight. They pray on the weak, I feast on the storm, I was made in the filth where the monsters born. Ain’t no tears, no fear, just venom in my spit, I’m the motherfuckin’ flame when the gas get lit. ⸻ [Verse 3] Ain’t nobody comin’ to my rescue, hoe, So I learned how to kill with a stare real low. I been dragged through the mud, through the pits and the lies, Now I move like a ghost with a blade in disguise. I’m the burn in the blunt, the crack in the street, The reason that the strong don’t sleep. You could stack odds high, still I rise and stunt— ’Cause I ain’t got a choice, I’m the only one. ⸻ [Hook] I’m in trouble, but I’m only one, Ain’t no backup, bitch, I don’t run. Whole world crashin’, I’m still stunnin’, Fire all around, but I keep gunnin’. No clone, no team, no trust, no gun— Still I rise up, I’ma make it, son. They fold, they break, they fake and done, But I’m that filthy, I’m the only one.