The Die is Cast Lyrics

Ain't no telling what I'm 'bout to do

The die is cast, I'm with my crew

I'm unsurpassed, I never lose

You in my way, you better move

Came back to shine light on the masses

Just like matches

Not where I wanna be, that's why I'm working on my status

I got myself a queen now we building up a palace

I'm not the type to ask for chances

'Cause I always practice

Creating imagery with words, of course my rhymebook is the canvas

Just like a phoenix, ya'll know that I rose from the ashes

Never lose sleep over who's the most deep, I know my standards

Why pretend to be someone else when you claim to hate a catfish?

I'm prone to destroy men who only praise a bad bitch

Never traveled 'round the world but know my way around an atlas

They see me in a droptop

And run to the pawnshop

To sell their belongings just to find out I don't own it

Jealousy is a thing 'cause they parents still condone it

I know this is my time, ain't no way I'm gon' postpone it (uh)

I'm 23 tryn'a be the greatest emcee

You know I got it locked and of course I swallowed the key

I see them catching feelings from shit on they twitter feeds

But I'm more concerned with peeps who put my music on repeat (yeah)

For an introvert, I do speak my mind a lot

A lot of ya'll want the smoke, just like a pipe exhaust

Before you sell your soul, do you really know how much it costs?

Yeah, don't answer that

I saw you on the catalog

Having thoughts from a balcony

Got me treasuring memories

I don't even need therapy

Dropping f bombs like Kennedy

Got me facing a penalty

Cussing became a speciality

But I'm working on it and some people call me a rarity

I never run my mouth, all I know is telepathy

I never think short-term, all I know is longevity

When my eyes are on the prize

You better prep for your demise

Still pounding on these fools like my name is pennywise

And a word of advice

Keep your return a surprise

Because people are never happy, they just know how to disguise (yeah)

The second renaissance

I'm cool, I'm feeling nonchalant

Channeling my inner Farakhan

They having sweaty palms

Sitting on the moon with a balloon, this is DreamWorks

Emerge from a cocoon like a moth, I'm a clean jerk

With a smirk on my face, I'm going berserk

Kicking ass and taking names, I don't need a damn clerk

Listening to Vinyl Days

Man I feel like Michael Hayes

They don't tell me what to do, 'cause I got the final say

Friendships never last, you would swear they have trial days

And the tape is almost done, man it's in the final phase

I must be Roman Reigns, the way I stick to my tribal ways

Pour a glass of D'usse then attempt to drive to Richard's Bay

They don't know how far I came

So I throw a boomerang

Tens years in the game

Motherfucker they should know the name

Waddup!?