Judas Lyrics

This uh remind me of that psalm 55 shit

Look, sittin' here up in the studio, I'm buzzed off nice wine

I know people hate me and my music and that's just fine

2023, I swear I lost my damn mind

But I'm healin' up, so my fans out here are in for a ride

If we have bad blood, I wouldn't rekindle, stay on your side

I'm a new person, so my old version, man, it just died

Put him in a casket, said my prayers and I don't cry

Watch it burn, I puff lye, death to the nice guy

There's a lot of things from my fuckin' past I let fly

Like people pleasing and loved ones leavin

Texts become dry

Them same people, they always told me I'm in my mind

Wait a couple months for things to flip, I was so right

I should know more than anyone that energy don't lie

Shit, energy, it don't lie

Tell me why you always out here claimin' that we so close

When you breakin' all the damn codes

Now you wanna say I changed and this is just an episode

I'm on some new shit, this that beast mode, this that beast boy

I feel like an animal, this is a killer mode

Serial thoughts and I'm not talkin' bout oaths

You cut me out the picture like cancer up on the throat

Got me feelin' angry like when it's money I'm owed

Because of certain issues, I'm headin' down a dark road

You a fake friend, so between us dawg there's no growth

Felt this way for a while, and you just showed

I can't trust anyone it's a no-go, shit I just wrote

Got you questioning shit

Heh, that boy fucked up

That boy startin' to split, that boy psyche is split

Someone get help quick

Before someone's wrist slit, or he put 6 in the clip

Don't get me worked up, that boy startin' to flip

I hate fake people, so I get distant and shit

Niggas smile at my face and don't think I notice it

And then I leave the room and it's back to y'all whispering

Put two together, light bulbs start flickering

In the S-class, laid back, I can picture it

Y'all betraying' me with words and snickering

And when I think about it, it's triggering

Used to ball out like Wimbledon when shit hit the fan

I was the person that you called back then, uh

My anger is equivalent to a thousand nukes

I've had revelations bout some shit and it lit a fuse

If you want Armageddon, then you know this'll hit the news

But if we pressing buttons just know that we'll both lose

And I'll be real honest, half of that shit that you say, easily not amused

You try to act hard, but like me your soul bruised

Took my heart like a wifebeater and you just fuckin' abused, uh

How's this the first song for the prelude

Eat up anyone and spit em' out just like seafood

I just wanted peace, I just want solitude

Just wanna move on

Like steak, you cooked through