Essentials Lyrics

Remember your first time meeting death

I do

Poppin seals since da age of Six

Fuckin right im Rich

Deaf took a grandpa said i'll be back

(bitch)

Turned around told it to hold my dick

Imma be a God regards to dis

Understand I'm talkin moe

Den shootouts wit yo baby mammy

Been stabbed n' shot at

Nah neva shot back

Wanted death to find me

Got so far as to

High school before it

Sought me out

Said you think you big and bad

You dnt seem you understand

I'll take what chu care bout

Jus so you can know it's facts

A' Year lata

Da cheerleada I'd just macked

Mannn the struggles of being a blackjack

She aint get to see da age of 21

Momma found her hanging n her room

No lie it kinda took me back

Death had an angle

For better or for worst

It all ends up n a Hurst

I aint care im running routes

Catching plays

A Decade had passed since we first met

Death appears wonderin if im done yet

Says I need War out

Im tired of all these games

Peep how I was showed wtf it meant

Weeks later a teammate shot by an

Off Duty

Said he feared for his life

Shiddd

Anotha dirty cop gettin away n

Plain site

Death wanted its Brother

Took one of mine

Just to show me I can go further

View the landscape fuck what man say

Whisperin in my ear

Death made it clear

My reign was near and

War was needed to relieve my peoples fear

Quit da team before Kap took a knee

Focused N Manifest to become a heir

But nevah a king

The power at hand could move da Land

Here come Death again

Senior Year in a dream

Sayinnn And anotha thing

Soon the sword is reborn

What the fuck you talkin I stammered

I got da choppa n da hamma

War in in da back

Can't wait till College

Just to Let off a couple packs

Deafs reply was simple

Not now but soon

My Siblings are gonna ride

Witchu

College is a breeze

Pops die

Before you hated a sneeze

And da sword remains a bone wit da Gs

Deaf was testing me

Wanted to see if my inner G

Was light or like 4Cs

Oops Sorry foresight

A lil insight for my enemies

<Hah>

Its like a ghost

RIGHT

Or is it goat written

Conquer Gotta Stop

Never that

You see I was Getting hot

Even deaf had to feel me

Dis work was around da clock

Trynna b a revolutionary

who deserve the spot

Gunnin for da top

Glizzy like a cannon

How da drum align the dots

Peep the blood on the leaves

Came wit some heat

Is it rap sure

But do you see

Televised

How yo death rides

Wonderin if its all a lie

Souls dope got you higher

Than you ever been

Reincarnated or da

Mathematics of Sin

(Hah)