Sirens Lyrics

I don't even gotta explain myself no more to these niggas

Big BSF, huh

I made this shit look good, this shit really ugly though

They gon' say the money changed me, but I'ma say the haters did it

I watched them suckas bend the rules, but what I do

Forgave them niggas, making movies, I play the villain

Shaking, moving, making millions

Money calling, my line beeping

I had to tell them to wait a minute, uh

Philippe steak from table scraps

I don't lie, we're making raps

Enough dough saved up that, I can pay the label back

Overseas tour and I'm staying at a Paris Hilton

Then a few weeks later, a nigga ran into Paris Hilton

I made cocaine and Roma smoke

We never got diplomas though

The president, they're making drugs legal

That's who I'm voting for

You know BSF the stamp nigga

These killers uncontrollable

The hip hop police with my mug shot for these Quotables

S-Class, the new one, the model

Pillows in the back and the rug so soft

Can't wear your shoes when we riding

I'm used to beef

All they do is some hollows

Keep playing

We got hand grenades shaped like Don Julio bottles

I'm hearing sirens every time a nigga come in town

My music fire, every speaker burning to the ground

Ain't no disaster, I'm the master

I'm a hold it down

They say I'm different cause I don't relate to other sounds

Speaking to people, they say I'm crazy, ready to blow

Having hard times like I'm struggling

shooting free throws

Still a contender and every match, ready to go

Kinda like Flash cause you see me there nigga

Then you don't

Telekinesis, I'm pairing ideas with us speaking

Cold showers, every bone in my body started healing

Growing tough skin cause in this world

You gonna need it

People start beaking, I hear them speaking

They see the vision, counting my blessings

Straight intuition

I get this feeling, heart beating

Like I'm in a waiting room for crazy reasons

I'm like a lion, Lucius

Hunger hunting for birds

Staying with clean designs, modest loft interiors

So ambitious, haters getting mad, looking suspicious

Pray to the Lord cause he's the only one that is my witness

Going hard with my rap

Advance I made it back

Album went double platinum, I'm doing tours all in France

Shit might go to Japan

Hyping up cause I'm with it

Doe throwing things that's subliminal

Nothing I do is minimal

Only for the family and yeah, that's who I do it for

Only for the family and yeah, that's who I do it for

Only for the family and yeah, that's who I do it for

Pariah Ocean, Benny the Butcher

Y'all already know we going crazy

No cheat code

Let's go