No rest for the wicked

Ain't no rest for the wicked

Ain't no rest for the wicked

Ain't no rest for the wicked

Ain't no rest for the wicked

Ain't no rest for the wicked

Remember, Damaria, though a thousand may fall at your side

And ten thousand at your righthand side

No harm will come near you with God on your side

You cannot, you will not lose

Chin up, chest out, mwah

Love you, in God

I get quiet, niggas should get worried

'Cause I don't need dirt for me to get you buried

Enough ain't enough, get 'em rushed, get 'em hurried

Where I'm from, nigga, you better be glad you made thirty

Yeah, I said a controller, I'm playin' a long game

It's been a long time comin', growin' pains

Right place, right time, don't die for the wrong things

It's like you get more money, niggas get more strange

Ten per M's on my plate, it's just fate

I'd be stupid not to move out the way

Black on black on a Wraith with black plates

There I go, make everything about race

Fuck the dissin', but I am here to disrespect

Niggas find theyself hatin', well, it's kinda self-inflicted

Who you lookin' at? What's up with all that mad doggin'?

Bitch, shut the fuck up when the cash talkin'

Let's get real (Real) , let's get serious

'Cause I really turn opps to experiments

That's me in your bitch throat when she clearin' it

A baby kangaroo out the blue, I ain't hearin' it

All back fades (Back fades) , get the Boosie cut

I'm geeked, popped the, uh

with orange juice just to boost it up

You gon' either tighten up or loosen up

Corny niggas tryna prove to us that they cool enough

I don't get it (I don't get it) , and really don't care

Who the fuck said that this life is fair?

Wanna watch shop, me and my bitch get an icy pair

Got a cold look, yeah, give you that icy stare (Stare)

Bitch (Bitch) , I love to get it in

Protect your neck, chest, face, and your chin

I don't run from no nigga, but my patience run thin

All I want is wins, like God bless me again

I speak through the music, there's enough, niggas tweetin'

Make empty threats and doin' shit for no reason

We was here before the world got to see me through streamin'

I was next before a Gen X, just how you conceive it

Back up in that bag, ain't we? (Bag, ain't we?)

Niggas really think they it, playin' tag, ain't he?

We back up on that one shit

The ones with plain watches

matchin' pockets is the ones I'm havin' lunch with

I think it's best you look the other way you see me comin'

Walk in this bitch like I own it, we won't do no runnin'

West Coast royalty, you won't pop out unless you summoned

Keep playin'

I'll be your bad karma like you got it comin', mhm

Big niggas can get folded too (Folded too)

Legs crossed and arms folded case you roll through

Spare finger's on the trigger, hope that vest soul-proof

Walk him down, clear mask, he like, "I know it's you"

Cool, mhm, yup

Yeah, I'm pretty sure I'm way more than they expect, mhm

Okay, that part

The torch bein' passed, my shoes tied, okay, mhm