Phoenix - ASAP Rocky

Bloody ink on my past spelled suicide
Michael Jackson even passed could you scrutinize
F**k illuminati lies sayin’lucified
Baptised in the gutter motherf**ker you decide
Cause the ride come with doors that be suicide
Or the thighs on my whores they be super-sized
Good and bad happen wars nigga chose a side
Now all hail to the Lord like you do to God
Who am I
Lord Flacko
Painting vivid pictures call me Basquiat or Picasso
Capo Head Hancho now my followin’s colossal
Ain’t no box of but got the chooper thought of
It’s like you heard God spoke
I’ve seen the ghetto gospel
The like my reefer and the preacher got my eyes low
Shits to Mary Jane to make me see from them high notes
The bible or the rifle goodbye folks
Bloody ink on my pen spelled suicide
Kurt Cobain even died could you scrutinize
It’s a fine line between truth and lies
Jesus Christ never lied still was crucified
That’s why I never judge another nigga
Life’s a bitch but that bitch in love with other niggas
3-2 a bed sheets no covers nigga
Dirty kitchen no supper in the covers nigga
Sucker niggas
Wassup my niggas
So my new attitude is like F**k the niggas
I grew up with niggas
But don’t f**k with niggas
I don’t trust them niggas
Ain’t got no love for niggas
Had the gold grills shine like them southern niggas
Kept it trilla now the whole world f**kin’ with us
Meanwhile you treated all of us like other niggas
Now your world is in my palm take cover niggas