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Wilson Fisk (feat. 38 Spesh)

Album: Lavish Misery Durasi: 2:38

Too many niggas poundin' they chest but don't got the heart for this

What happens when a hunter turns prey and is bein' targeted? (Yeah)

It's marvelous, (uh-huh) they drawin' your guns but don't know the art of it (blaow)

Regardless if you stayed in your lane, embraced when them charges hit (yeah)

Yeah, you wonder what started this (what)

Who cares if you think Satan or God exist? (Who care?)

The road just gon' scatter soon as the dark is lit

The genesis, using alcohol and then blowin' cartridges (do-do-do-do)

Percentages, how many gon' make it when they know you fatherless? (How many?)

Yeah, who you know that say it is harsh as this?

A full-blown narcissist, number one on a author's list (number one)

Yeah, they say livin' life is the hardest risk

But losing's not the opposite of winnin', it's just a part of it

But you don't see the arc of it (nah)

My highs is the reason all of the stars exist (yes)

But misery's lavish without the heartlessness (so is)

Yeah, all that hate is gas in my furnace

Erase your past and you'll learn ain't no fire without an arsonist (let's go)

Huh, huh

Ayo, I know you want me locked up in a cage with a bunkie

Until my hair turn gray from old age and I'm grumpy

But instead I'm evading the country

Got a catalog that paid me, 100K what I made from it monthly

Stay away from the haters and flunkies

See me with a fat bitch 'cause they pay what they weigh when they chunky

I don't know why these haters is comfy

Remember days I was hungry, couldn't smoke 'cause it gave us the munchies

Never sign a deal, I'm afraid of them companies

Refuse to let these labels display us as monkeys

Huh, niggas afraid to confront me

Y'all better jump me, remember I ride with a K in the front seat

I bogard like I'm related to Humphrey

Every phone call I make nothin' less than one key

Don't know why these radios bump me

In reality, I'm just a kingpin, I was raised by a junkie

Trust