[Sample] So let me start my pray I ain't suffering from not being the demon player I'm not trynna spend that doe to get some rolling papers sh** I don't mean being high Give a f** about them haters My kush is blowing with that ba** kicking my kick and snare No, I'm not that person yall b**hes looking for No, not laying down my a** on Benz, Aventodors No, not having golden keys of a local liquor store sh** is simple, I just got myself a brand new microphone Not impressed? Not at all. Well what the f** is going on? Am I really need to sign that devil list in proper form? f** it, no All these racks in my hands, p**nstar booties in beds, living life with no stress Lord, and everybody want it more And every single dreamer dawg But I ain't stepping down the easy road It's time to get that everything without selling my only soul Lyrical master p forcing you to bend your knees facing that amazing v the 50 shades of asian d Come listen my melody, fading out to that therapy Don't pretend и не пизди that you don't need my recipe But every time I push my will to step against your criticism You the only one that didn't even get the f**ing message Feel the power, I can't spit the dragon flame over them records Everybody meet the person dissing the bloody red devil Stop, money over fame, pinky rings, diamonds, gold slugs, shiny two chains Weed, alcohol and lean people acting strange Can't believe hip-hop established that nowadays range For them people who listen and feel the same f**ing way For them homies sitting back reminiscing the old days For the everybody in the world playing this game Ill motherf**er Tolebi, and this is my pray