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]