FINAL FORM! Lyrics

Got our hands to the sky

They staring like demons yeah

Free me from this prison

You made for I

I don't wanna let you go

I am not your savior

I am not your god

Tryna be a hero what you want?

Quit lil nigga I'm not your prophet

You moving wit me no option

I wanna catch me a murder

They left me no option

(hee-hee-yeah)

(hee-hee)

I never cared about any opinion

Over and over

Was telling yall niggas this industry twisted

I choke them out with that parachute

Boy got them lifted

Woah I keep a toolie inside of the booth

Pop at your family pop at your crew

Too much tug on my noose my nigga

I brought a 223 my nigga

I pulled to the spot why you bitter

Hit a k now my fans a militia

Snap a shot at this boy like a picture

Huh, my money flow to the bank like a river

I write these bars with some ink and a quiver

I'm a big body animal straight out the system

Most of your rappers is ass

The others cant rap with conviction

So how bout you go ahead and listen

You rapping like me its a given, its deserved

Yall niggas lucky its $15 a verse

Look at me now this shits my day

I got diamonds around my neck

They spell my name

Its the little things, Its the little things

I don't fuck around with lames

Got something to offer me

Then go ahead cop a seat

Its straight to the top

Got our hands to the sky

They staring like demons yeah

Free me from this prison

You made for I

I don't wanna let you go

I am not your savior

I am not your god

Tryna be a hero what you want?

Quit lil nigga I'm not your prophet

You moving wit me no option

I wanna catch me a murder

They left me no option

(hee-hee-yeah)

(hee-hee)