Messiah (Devil's Diss)

[Intro] Higher, higher, higher The greatest (Yeah, ayo) These niggas ain’t richer than my left wrist, period (The greatest) The greatest (Yeah), ayy, ayy [Verse 1] You niggas ain’t richer than my left wrist Yellow diamonds, hundred thousand got you pissed Twenty thousand for a fit, wear it once, then I ditch Ain’t a young nigga living life like this White bitch want dick, tables turn, type shit Martin Luther King died for some shit like this Malcom X had to cry for some shit like this Tell Rosa Parks she can ride in thе Cullinan And this my echelon flow, after this vеrse prices inflated Crack baby really made it hard-knock, hard rock Hard life, push white, so pure it cause hyperventilation My respect, mane, I need some compensation Don’t tell me be patient, I might die waiting Tombstone six feet above me, say "The Greatest" Harvard students might have to study my cadence Harder than pavement, more serious than slavery Joke's on you if a nigga try to play me Glock without safety, don’t try for your safety, nigga In a fight with a demon, let’s see how far he gon' take it I buy her Chanel and pearls, all that other shit up in the world Just to tell her get naked, I’m getting back to the basics A mil' on every occasion, I’m getting so much of this bread, them niggas think I make it Get so high up on these drugs, niggas thinking I was faking Like a Muslim brother, we don’t fuck with no bacon And we don’t fuck with no pig, I'd rather talk to my dick I got a Glock and a SIG, I’m tryna knock off his wig Give him a grave and dig, and put him six feet in He head-first 'bout the beef, we leave his body in pieces Found his arm in the streets, and found his head in a freezer, nigga So cocky, I’ll tell Beyonce Ion' need her So cocky, I’ll preach a sermon to the preacher Some different, turn an atheist to a believer I’ll turn a college dropout to an achiever Turn a dyke to a diva, turn Timberlake to a Bieber To Jehovah, to a witness, and turn a nigga in a crisis to a Christian Picture me rolling, that’s how we living Picture me rolling, that’s how we living Killed 'em if he make that decision Cross that line, we gon' cut his head off like a chicken, huh [Chorus] Living fast, I gotta move on I got like ten wives, this a group home, I'm getting higher Me and God celebrating in the sky, son of the most high, I'm Messiah On they neck like a tie, thin line between a truth and a lie Two type niggas in this world, nigga dying to live And a nigga that’s willing to die, and I'ma die 'bout mine, nigga [Verse 2] On my word, you a bird, I scramble letters to mix and match These egg-head cats, rhymes in raps, are chicken scratch I got the body on the Ginseng boost, so don't hold me nigga turn me loose on them basic food groups, vegetables, and fruits V32, O.J., nigga, don't fuck with my juice I'm in my Lee jeans, kicking ass like Bruce Let's see the Lion vs. The Cobra, which one is declared King of the jungle once their fighting is over It's touch and go, niggas, for you fuck-boy hoe niggas When I buck and reload niggas tuck and roll Nigga put that fire on ya ass like a stove, nigga You plane Jane niggas broke, I want all the smoke You dick ride from the back, fucker I don't need no coach In jail watched them P. Diddy niggas, they’ll make ya puff when you drop the soap I'm the GOAT fucking the GWOAT, Clarissa Shields Come and ride the boat, Superhead my dingaling as I watch her choke it down her throat I'm King D ruling the Queen P, PPV Me and Nicki Minaj X-rated on DVD, porn TV I'm that nigga, you can ask ChatGPT CC me, I’m TTG, real nigga ACT, made a three plus thirty-three Surgically ain’t showing courtesy, you must ain’t heard of me Hurting you ain’t hurting hurting me, different shoe different feet New levels, new devils fucking with the same beast, them other niggas ain’t me They compromise for demise, what the Devil got to offer when the world already mine nigga? Won’t cope with dope, have faith, fuck hope Pockets on fatso, I’m leaning more than Fat Joe I’m big dawg, you tad pole, pat-pat, your dad home Yo' niggas singing sad songs cause you earned a headstone Stupid game, silly prize, niggas still ain’t recognized Desensitized, so it’s hard for us empathize They know like Shawty Lo, went through Hell, but I’m back though Bread up, I was fed up, got more cheese, I don’t lack toast Tryna stay sedated, without using medications Every day I’m fighting Satan, but I got the lord safety, uh [Chorus] Living fast, I gotta move on I got like ten wives, this a group home, I'm getting higher Me and God celebrating in the sky, son of the most high, I'm Messiah On they neck like a tie, thin line between a truth and a lie Two type niggas in this world, a nigga dying to live And a nigga that’s willing to die, and I'ma die 'bout mine, nigga