Origami

[Intro]

No demonstration at all in the streets

Yeah, check

No, no one against us, against me for what?

Because I am not president

But, but, but they

They love me, all my people with me, they love me all

But if they do love you

They, they will die to, to protect me, my, my people

(I'm working on dying)

(BNYX)

Bruce Wayne Kane

[Verse]

750S, Bruce Wayne, crazy, batshit

I put all the jokers in the smoker, it’s a wrap, bitch

Still feel the pressure and the tension from my past tense

Gun shots, mama cryin', these the sounds of blackness

Tears in my pillow as I lay in the dark (Ah)

Broken soul, but I mastered turnin' pain into art

Fuck that, I mastered turnin’ 'caine into heart

I showed my homies how to wrap and ship it to theyself and break it apart

Bitch, I done shot out with the best of them, buried all the rest of them

Niggas steppin' and hard-pressin', I set the precedent

Give a fuck if you hard-body or God-body

Bitch, I play with paper like origami, a homicidal hobby

Yeah, and your baby mama just a hobby

Hit it and I blocked her on Twitter, that bitch'll never find me (Bitch)

Put you in the wall like The Wire, family'll never find him

Opps can't do show in my area, got the hood behind me

Yeah, on the Fin, I got the hood behind me

ZO6 trunk in the front, gotta pop the hood behind it

Let me bust her friend wide open, guess she was open-minded

Hit her on the side, but she broke the code when she broke the silence

I be on resorts while my lil' niggas resort to violence

Rabbit vision radiate niggas like I see ultraviolet

Cut my last bitch, let her eat the meat if she toss the salad

Put the bitch in the Uber black as I kill a ho with kindness (Hahaha)

Yeah, royal treatment for my niggas slidin’

Yeah, Royal Oak, I told ’em, "Hold the diamonds"

Black-balled me, niggas, they labeled me like a fuckin' problem

Tried to hold me back, but I’m breakin' through like a busted condom

Sixteenth seed, bitch, I'm breakin' through, like a buster bracket (Yeah)

Big money, it ain’t a wonder your nigga Fred savage

Aston Martin music, tell Ricky I got the red Vantage

Switched the shit to neon

Put hoes in a transfer portal just like I'm Deon

While smashin' on these peons

It's money on the table, I'll smack a nigga like cleon

I keep a tusi pack, pink bunnies, they get they ski on

We screamin', "Fuck the world," heart cold, sprayed it with Freon

Got millions in the bank and I still feel like a slave

My real life your entertainment, these bills gotta get paid (Got to get paid)

I was in the DeVille, choppin' on blades

[Chorus]

Man, I miss my nigga Sodi, I still remember them days, yeah ('Member them days, yeah)

Uh, man, I miss my nigga Sodi, I still remember them days, yeah (Days, yeah)

Uh, just a young nigga sittin' on millions, tryna get paid, yeah (Paid, yeah)

Uh, yeah, man, I miss my nigga Sodi, I still remember them days, yeah (Days, days)

Still a young nigga, sittin' on millions, tryna get paid, yeah (Yeah)

[Outro]

I fuck with Freddie Gibbs all the time, he live out here (Yeah, tryna get—, tryna get paid)

You know what I'm sayin'? That's my motherfuckin' brother

I send for a song, he gon' do it

He ask me for anything, I'm gon' do it with him (Try— tryna get paid)

You know what I'm sayin'? That's my brother

We ain't never changed up, switched up (Try— tryna get paid)

(I'm working on dying)

Came a long way, man, people thought he was gon' fall after that

(BNYX)

But I stayed on his ass, you know what I'm sayin'? (Try— tryna get paid)

And stayed in touch with him

Liftin' his spirit up while he was down, you feel me? (Try— tryna get paid)

He did the same thing when I was down

When he had got out, I end up goin' down to do my time (Try— tryna get paid)

You know what I'm sayin'? I was there, like, anything, reach out to him and all that, you know what I'm sayin'?

It was nothin' ever denied to me (Yeah, tryna get paid)

(I'm working on dying)

(BNYX)

(I'm—, I'm—)