Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Billyracxx
Billyracxx
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jason Jacques Billy
Jason Jacques Billy
Lyrics
Mike Santana
Mike Santana
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Joshua Pesos
Joshua Pesos
Mixing Engineer
Yoni
Yoni
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

I just seen at a picture of myself
I look high as hell ppp
I came out my shell
Hell yea
Tatted cult leader
On my head
It’s bout yo souls
This just the skin that we in
All of this shit here can go for sale
Yea
Most the shit I see jus show in tell
Yea
Most of them Christian when they need help
Yea
How did the cult leader
Still prevail
Yea
I was at light
Jus swerving
Sittin crookedly
U was at the light
Lookin nervous
Looking shook
As shit
Got it on person
But the purpose
Ain’t for u lil ****
Jit like me from Florida
By the border
Huh
Bitch I am culture
And my voice
Gon make a fortune
It’s accumulating
Momma raise me
Granny raised me
She was The Candy lady
Granndma baby
Love u lady
Rip
Ima be wichu
Wen I die
I got u with me
Every night I sleep
Uh
I can’t convince u
U all I need
Cuz when we low on funds
U prolly need that shit more than me
But I be uk before the sun
Tryna get it before it eat
And I can call on god
Even when I’m happy
So he know I see
And I’m in yo town
So now you
It’s a alien in your city
In I’m real proud
Of all my cousins
And how they raise they kids
 if I compiled all my love
A whole nation would fill it
But right now
I’m just a dude
With a cult
And a vision
Bitch
Hold my cups up
Cuz I’m still breathing
Gangster really want love
It’s been raining all season
So much love for brother
I be right here if u need me
Remember calls on yo jail phone
That was hell hole
And you seen it
Yea
They say u learn by experience
So
For years i sold dope
Been I been rappin plenty of more
I pity a hoe
That think I’m just a lick or some motion
My bitch is a ocean
I’m still swimming
Written by: Jason Jacques Billy, Mike Santana
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