Murs - 316 Ways lyrics

[Verse 1: Murs] The industry is dead, long live the king Drop from a headshot, and it didn't feel a thing Woke up this morning with the world in my hand Money in my pocket, fly girl on your man On the other hand, I could never waste time I'm a everyday victim of a random hate crime It's a scandalous game when you handle in vain Every amateur and lame wanna slander your name Fake love, fake hugs, fake thugs, fake blood They turn around and sell it to the public like they answers I'm just so appalled, especially now I got as much dough as y'all And I ain't never had to k** nobody, never had to sell coke Spend it while you can, cause we all go to hell broke This morning had the world in my hands So I gave it to the meek but y'all wouldn't understand [Hook: Murs] I got an army of the righteous to defend me God on our side, so we pray for the enemy 316, 316, 316 ways to k** the industry Got an army of the righteous to defend me God on our side, so we pray for the enemy 316, 316, 316 ways to k** the industry [Verse 2: Murs] 316 ways to k** a hater dead Thou shall not k**, so I let 'em motivate instead Two commandments, die and pay taxes Fight to stay righteous while I'm living in this bracket Crooks in the castles, profits in the projects Black man president, still the world's a hot mess So God bless everybody trying to do right Shock G bless me, I'm a do what I like like Walk on water, swag on holy Microphone blessed by the based God homie And Ski cooked up this heater Rising to the top over all these bottom feeders I don't follow, I'm the leader I write that og, you could keep the retweeters So the script's authentic Hip-Hop needed love, so I put some God in it [Hook: Murs] [Verse 3: Murs] And I never fired one shot Ain't no higher power than the one that I got No napalm necessary, the rap game's now a cemetery And I'm dancin' on your grave You was born a free man, but died a industry slave These 360 deals is craze They call it 360 cause you trapped in a maze And I'm amazed by the ignorance Money made y'all a bunch of million dollar idiots You still spending money on j**els I took my money out to Africa to build more schools And still got enough to take a cruise with my lady friend Pull up to your spot in a drop-top Mercedes Benz You see you give then you get back But I'm a be dead before you lames ever live that [Hook: Murs]