Jerm - Daily Betrayal lyrics

[Verse 1] Uh! I never wanted to be center stage That's out of character, bonuses of my inner rage As I mix things up, me and my chemist ways Caught in my prime, where I'm stuck, all while my demo plays Inebriated off returning, my revenge is certain Potent power, green purple, my expensive smoking Waking your tired a** up, don't got a dream to sell Don't put your hand out, you don't mean me well A couple of other dreamers take my spot Number one with a bullet, save my CD shell Hard as a storm weather, I'm never worried I'm a never be over, dead and buried I got a date with destiny, my head is hurried My maker made my recipe, can't take it from me You making enemies, you making money Haters lookin' for love, Haters hate they love me [Hook] I put my count before a dollar sign It ain't about no money, I can count on mine Mind your business, keep your sh** in line Anything it's going to take, ain't no quitting time Leave the games out there, we don't play Ain't nobody going to care out here, that's no days Fronting on us ain't a good idea, go pray Those that say, don't know and those that know, don't say It's a betrayal every day [Verse 2] You f**ing with the wrong MC looking for love I'm connected to a line of Gs Born with the look, book in the plug Sun coming all night, dumb and whooping in the club Miss me if you shady, couldn't' find a brighter bulb They think I'm digging them, think about the studio Dummies love the gossip, patience shrinking as the rumors grow I'm popping penguins, that's the usual Don't plot on him cause that's your funeral Vultures waiting every hit you drop I'm elevating, couldn't get the spot I'm revving on them, smelling like Pirelli War zone, never seen a viking worried Tough skin, stepping out Italian made What you describe as a fire at it's hottest grade Still don't give a f** and sh** not trying to change I look at you a s**er, you aligned with lames [Hook] [Verse 3] Fools blind rhyming with no purpose New lines out of my old verses You ain't lay it, that ain't your Roll-Royces n***as out here acting until you close curtains Sixteens is getting me licked clean Whip dreams, big bodies split screens Hot throne you couldn't sit beside it This is what you get if I should simplify it How many soldiers seen a man [cell/sell?] Understand hell, and the goal is to keep it real? Can' tell? They stepping up as if the champ fell Baby momma numbers and my tramp cell [Hook]