Wick Man

[Intro]

Yeah, grrat

Yeah, damn

I feel like John Wick, empty clips

Yeah, empty clips

Yeah, empty clips

[Verse 1]

Shell cases scatter the floor, bullets, they shatter the glass

I could feel the tension in this room like a chatter in class

Every day breakin' records, shit is just happening fast

That shit was a quick switch, yeah

I feel like I'm always on thin ice with a thick bitch

So many shots fired, I need me a clip switch

I'm in that fuckin' bag right now, I'm a lipstick

Sabbatical in Miami, this shit was holistic

Man, I remember niggas was jokin' 'bout some tick, tick

And now that rapper broke as fuck, the boy a statistic

Empty clips, yeah

Empty clips

[Verse 2]

I'm almost expressionless

John Cena wouldn't know emotions I wrеstle with

Plagued by the fact I was born a pеrfectionist

Still can't even wrap my mind around the success of this

Point me to your boss, nigga, you a receptionist

I really hate the fact I make this shit sound effortless

I put so much thought into the messages

It's borderline obsessiveness, remember who you messin' with

White America say I'm becoming a threat

Black America love to remind me what my mama look like

As if I'd ever fuckin' forget

I'm never enough

Much to their dismay, I'm levelin' up, yeah

There's too much treasure to hunt, there's too many hoes in the spot

The ratio seven to one

Livin' for right now 'cause I really think heaven's a front

Nadia died in Dubai

I waited on a spirit to come by for like seventeen  months

That shit didn't visit me once, damn

She wanted to better her life

She wanted some opportunity, we wasn't given a bunch

Her ex would eat away at her soul, that nigga a munch

The last message she sent to my phone's 'bout keeping in touch

So pardon me questioning God and not believing in much

It's Wick, man, don't listen to Wikipedia

Capo a wicked nigga, I pray it don't hit the media

They say, "Drake, you gettin' harder," funny, it's getting easier

Rappers are slick comedians, and they get disobedient

And they don't stay in they lane, it's like niggas hit the median

Boat say he the recipe, I must be the key ingredient

Capo might wick a man down with evil deviance

They gon' have to talk to Ouija boards like heebie jeebian

Like the large was too big for you, you'll need a medium

Just to send a message to somebody you loved previous

Empty clips, yeah