Lyrics:
Flash back, I'm seein' stars I used to get it by the sheet
Big house for a week, hella bitches in my pool
I'm almost outta smoke, flyin' another mule
just tryna rap, like it’s fucking Christmas
This beat is hitting but y’all never listen
I cause tension
Like, Eeny, meeny, miny, moe
Catch a rapper by
where I am a rebel yeah
I beat the Devil
Oh
Nothing can stop me. Nothing can beat me yeah
I am the Devil cause
[Chorus]
Oh
I'm In Control
Walking With
your finger pop
Ah to the tic toc tic tic tic tism
Live and direct is the rebels of rhythm
On your radio turn up the stereo cause it's working
want to be a rebel
But I can't find a cause
I want to be in anarchy
But order too much
I want to rage
But my anger is gone
I want to be a rebel
With
give shits
There ain’t no scope
That can zoom in enough to see y’all for who you truly are
A buncha rebels with no cause
Y’all ain’t no pope
You only act
the days of your life go Dave? (With sunshine and shade)
That's it? (Tinted window grades and Kool-Aid)
Watch the problems of the world go by like balloons
the fact, I'm not the rebel that I thought
'Cause midnight's gone but I'm not
Everyone I run into has known me all my life
There are no secrets you can call
surrounded
'Cause he don't like the niggas that I'm down with
Motherfucker wanna do us
'Cause I like Nat, Huey, Malcolm, and Louis
Most got done by a black
Palm Angel we a send his ass to heaven
Red bottoms on I been walking with the devil
Nigga Pape a rebel I can't never settle make 100K just off selling
Martin
Cause I ain't into marching
Unless I'm at port arms
With a loaded cartridge
I'm an accountant
When acquiring my targets
Whether it's a racist member
streets
I play a bigger part
Better believe that you don't wanna
See a nigga start
'Cause you'll be laid up with doctors
Looking at a nigga chart
Yeah, they
scratching on my brain shit
Cause nobody told me about the pain you get
When you get a call bout ya rebel who you was just speaking
They say that they found
fried by dinner time
Ancestors lives erased and forgotten
When they cover crimes
History repeats the lies
'Cause victors write for those they fight
To no
I ain't bowin' to no devil
Faith around my neck, swingin' like a medal
Devil tryna talk, I'm unsettled
Holy Spirit, come convict all the rebels
Sin
YO WHERE'S MY HOODIE? I want to be hard and cause some ruckus
Talk with the be -boy slang and blast some suckers
Walk like an Egyptian, rough
(Intro)
Do you think it is by accident that everytime
a black leader appears on the horizon
with any kind of cleverness, or charisma he's cut
I ventured into the courtyard
Followed by fifty two brothers
Bruised, battered, and scarred but hard
Goin' out with a bang
Ready to bang out
But
I ventured into the courtyard
Followed by fifty two brothers
Bruised, battered, and scarred but hard
Goin' out with a bang
Ready to bang out
But
(Southside on the track, yeah)
Yeah
Cut the bullshit, I'm not with it
Call your main bitch, she let me hit it
Haha, ha
(Metro Boomin want some
but not mine
We might catch 'em slippin' at the stop sign
And don't think you could hide in the dark 'cause you know that Smitty it came with
to yo Sun, ion fuck with no Maybach
VVS Diamonds remind me of my star friends, on my wrist watch
Bring out Scotch tape on his mouth, cause it keep
we goin in
Hell yea you know its them
Rebel writers in this bitch
Ya we closing in
Yo, I ain't no killer but I'm bout to murder this
Glock 23 with
head
Stubborn as a mule
Oh, yeah, by the way I still love you
Go on and be that way
Slam that door
Make a scene
Yell some more
Come on let's have it out
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