You put lives on the line, shoestring ties on the line

Woah

I been cashin′ in, cuttin' checks and cutting edgeCuttin′ lines in to my head, it's OD

God bless ODB, if I see him in my sleep

I'ma bow and wash his feet, you showed me

How to do the deeds, I laid Backwoods into wreaths

Keep my head up like Maurice, I′m floating

Step before the people and greet ′em how I greet you

And you make sure my gifts keep flowin'

You that n- for them b-

You that n- for them b-

You that h- for them riches

F- whatever, f- the riches

Sell your soul, sell your soul

Cut the prize and eat the difference

Fake persona if it gets you what you wanna

Get behind the fattest donk, or have these woman on your trunk

Or have your ego high as chimpanzee in space

Out of orbit, out of place

You put life on the line, you put lives on the line

Shoestring ties on the line, what you like, I provide

You put a- on the ′Gram, perfect t-in they hands

You put p- in it's place, you got that sh- from your fam′

That food ain't far from the best, it′s big pimpin' where you land

I see coward where you stand, ghetto zombies in a trance

I been eatin' diabetes and Cheetos for dinner, my n-

Since I was like 2 or 3 years old, can′t give that up, n-

I been hatin′ on white folks for hatin' us, n-

I been wastin′ my neighbors for playin' with us n-

Might lose off the avenue

Might lose off the avenue

No food, split my last with you

No news, that′s my attitude

Might lose off the avenue

Might lose

No food, split my last with you

No rules

I got wants, I got needs, I got PTSD

I got suicidal thoughts and Niecy Nash fantasies

Knew the pleasures of the flesh 'fore I finished learnin′ me

First it's f- 'em, nothin′ else, if you spot me on the street

Still I′m snappin' together my daddy′s pieces

Still figurin' out my mama′s secrets

Your value and your honor, but your worth come from deceit

N- that you hatin' on probably got something he could teach your corny a-

While you in the corner grindin′ teeth

I'm just followin' the w- s-

Seen too many n- lose life over their ego

You never see me comin′, I was raised by a torpedo

In a tornado, you just a seagull, you seem slow

You′re OD to me like placebo

Me and G low, G share, I need those

Ten toes down, a man of the people

Blue avenue, yellow eyes get the green glow

Might lose off the avenue

No food, split my last with you

Might lose off the avenue

Might lose

No food, split my last with you

No rules