Kill Yourself (feat. Sebastian & Attitude)

It's life or death, either one

The king is back, take heed or run

I piss and take a shit on your beat for fun

I killed the game, I ain't even use a gun

Who better than me? Don't make me laugh

I run this shit, they just chase my ass

I ain't talking shit, ****, just telling the facts

I think all the tracks I'm hearing from **** is whack

I be hearing these ****, what they say in they rhymes

I took my spot, nobody gave me mine

I make the beats that boom, boom, boom in they trunks

You disagree, homie, then go on and jump

You can bump your gum, you can say what you want

That's all you gon' do 'cause you **** is punks

I'm number one, you ain't nothing but shit

When they need a hit, I'm who they come to get, talk to me

If you got love for me, I got love for you

If you don't fuck with me, I don't fuck with you

We can do it however you wanna do

****, if you don't fuck with me, I don't fuck with you

Go 'head, kill yourself, kill yourself, kill yourself

Go on kill yourself, kill yourself, kill yourself

If I was you, I wouldn't feel myself

Go 'head, kill yourself, kill yourself, kill yourself

Go on kill yourself, kill yourself, kill yourself

If I was you, I wouldn't feel myself

I'm tired of ****, **** is tired

You ain't a G, I see bitch in your eyes

If you close to me, you supposed to be

But most of you rap **** is hoes to me

Wherever you from, the question I ask

Is do you think I give a fuck? Riddle me that

'Cause in my hood and you dumping to hell and back

The industry shit, to hell with that

I seen 'em come, I seen 'em go

I doubt if you could show me something I ain't seen before

Who's supposed to be in charge? I need to know

When I shake your hand, I'ma step on your toe

Go get your gun, go get your click

I'ma be right here chilling with your bitch

You mad at me 'cause I'm getting rich

Well, put your pistol to your head and empty the clip, pop, ****

If you got love for me, I got love for you

If you don't fuck with me, I don't fuck with you

We can do it however you wanna do

****, if you don't fuck with me, I don't fuck with you

Go on kill yourself, kill yourself, kill yourself

Go on kill yourself, kill yourself, kill yourself

If I was you, I wouldn't feel myself

Go on kill yourself, kill yourself, kill yourself

Go on kill yourself, kill yourself, kill yourself

If I was you, I wouldn't feel myself

See my heart, feel my pain

Some are stars, some is lames

How they follow little trends to get they fame

I ain't snap my damn fingers to get in the game

You claim you rich, show me, son

If you got so many dollars then loan me on

Fools think they killers, they own a gun

When you know you 'bout as sweet as a honey bun

Trash your broads, find a bar

Like you that dude, you're fronting hard

VIP bands don't make you a star

Like we really still don't know who the fuck you are

Don't talk behind my back, just call me, ****

Move my heart to the side, make room to forgive ya

If you still wanna hand, we'll come to get ya

Put the rope around your neck, jump, my ****