(Throwaway)
Yeah
I be at the wrong place
At the wrong time, yeah
Aye, yeah, aye
I be at the wrong place
At the wrong time, yuh
Yuh, aye
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I be at the wrong place
At the wrong time
All the time, olive vine
Keep a devil on the side
I be at the wrong place
At the wrong time
All the time and it's fine
See my death a homicide (yuh, yuh)
I be at the wrong place
At the wrong time
All the time, inner spine
Holdin' metal intertwined
I be at the wrong place
At the wrong time
Go and die, showin' fire
Fucking mental on the rise
Aye, triple split
In the sticks with my bitch
Psychedelic double dip
Double death, ego slip; slit
Heavy when I get on the machete
Let it fix, cut it steady
Yeah, already they regretting I exist (yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh)
Double the cash, double the hits
Doin' the dash, droppin' the vis
Static attached, all that I spit
Fuck in the back, fuck it again
Bring her to fate, bring her the K
Crackin' a flask, gettin' evicted
I'm in yo' face, what do you say? (Throwaway)
Forget the facts, forget your kin
Aye
I been runnin' hits since Day One
Ray gun
Rippin' every clique that done say none
Yuh, yuh
Psychopathic dick I left the Veyron
Take one
I demanded shit that they ain't made of
Aye
I demand it shifted with the breeze
Get the chemicals edible
I been spinnin' 'round the trees
Metamorph, then decay
I replicate the data keys
From the sky to the ground
I get around when they ain't see (they ain't see shit)
Devil, a system
I'ma die sadistic (cutting my wrists)
Traumatised, he witnessed
Now he find it different (numb, I throw fists)
Ill of mind, the vice hit
Killing time to spite shit (I don't exist)
You'll be fine, don't like it
You'll be fine, don't like shit
I be at the wrong place
At the wrong time
All the time, olive vine
Keep a devil on the side (yuh!)
I be at the wrong place
At the wrong time
All the time and it's fine
See my death a homicide (yeah)
I be at the wrong place
At the wrong time
All the time, inner spine
Holdin' metal intertwined (yah)
I be at the wrong place
At the wrong time
Go and die, showin' fire
Fucking mental on the rise, aye
Yeah, I ain't gonna stop
'Til I'm goated like guts
You overbloated, hope it loaded
'Cause my coal 'bout to bust
The fire seek a prophecy
I'll die when I peak
Divided streets, entitled beasts
Get cut down to dust
You know
They ain't never gonna see it
Like me, likely
They ain't never gonna be what
I be, highkey
Stackin' throats, comatose
All the roads I expose
Little racks, little rats
Snort 'em up, drop 'em low