Revelations

[Intro] Before you pull that trigger, and take my life I would like the chance to tell you something Perhaps, to think about after I'm gone Don't worry about me stalling My people have orders to lead me to my studies for another fifteen minutes I will only take five Can you bear with me? [Verse] Bad, bad with the banchees Keep on talking to the refree Like how that nigga gon' foul me Break my heart and leave the crime scene Murder, murder, hе then kill me Momma told me hе bacteria Dirt nigga got me in the heart Dodging bullets on the front, front Stabbing me up in the back though She's a bad, bad with the banchees Broke her heart and left the crime scene Nigga ran, got godspeed In the front seat doing 1-2 Shake that like a bad thing Everybody with the police And your best-friend is your enemy Remember that when you come close to me High as heaven with the bird view And I hurt you now you won't know Know whether love is an illusion Black roses, the confusion I ain't made it to the news yet I ain't made it 'til I choose that fame nigga over loose ends Bad, bad with the banchees All the shit you talk is one thing Shake that like a bad thing At a show in the front seat Momma told me you a black king All you needed was trap queen Poverty run in my bloodstream Poverty run in my bloodstream Banchees [Instrumental]