Freak Show!

Yeah, bust down rollie, got me retarded Don't listen to th'em, they said I was garbage You know I'm heartless, I get it regardless Surrounded by darkness, leave 'em retarded Yeah yeah, toppin the cake then I'm topping the chart I got th'em running man, like Mario cart I gotta move quickly, I gotta move smart Collecting the pieces, now it breaking apart Feel like savage I got 'em running I get the bread and I get the money It started raining so it ain't sunny Was never laughing cus it ain't funny Yeah yeah, toppin the cake then I'm topping the chart I got th'em running man, like Mario cart I gotta move quickly, I gotta move smart Collecting the pieces, now it breaking apart Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah Gotta put 'em in a bando and pull 'em apart cus I do the magic in Orlando Moving the brick out the lot and the coupe out the park cus I start the shit like a commando Commiting sin bitch I'm collecting soul like a reaper that drive in a Lambo Moving the brick in the bando Homie still ain't shaking hands tho She still pull down her pants tho Turn this shit into a freak show I'm waiting for the sunshine tonight I never seen you shine so bright I'm waiting for the sunshine tonight I never seen you shine so bright Sympathy, no symphony, it's a fantasy Gotta end it frantically, silently, in the galaxy Defying gravity, insanity, with no strategy Talking in profanity, just wanna leave, a legacy I just want my time back, I just got my rhymes back Punching in the sandbag, luis vuitton the handbag Fifty times the transaction, gotta work hard it's time for action Do it purely outta passion, got a mission, I forgot to mention I just want your whole attention, build the tension, it is my invention I don't know bout your intention, no prevention, you just gotta listen Fucking with my five senses, six senses, or whatever senses Never got to finish the sentence, served my sentence, straight outta prison I just wanna make million, six figure transactions, Need to get a reverend, mistakes are my lessons Watch my money lessen, this is what I'm confessing Everybody commit sins, don't even ask a question Damn that boy a soul snatcher, snatching souls put on a stretcher On the scar spray salt and pepper, pen and paper, gotta aim with laser I'm hardly a dream chaser, I'm saving my dreams for later For now gotta grind for papers, searching for my own treasures