[Verse]
My beach wasn’t Venice, my beats wasn’t hitting
My streets were flooded with victims
I did not become Popeye when I consumed my spinach
My mind was bending, demons I had to make amends with
People I didn’t fuck with the most were the ones making visits
To the household, my Jordans ain’t have the icy soles
I suppose I ain’t have luxury clothes
I bestow the honor to the gov, they cold
So I’m feeling cruel, you looking vulnerable
What I’m gonna do the opposite of hospitable
For my bloodlust, no one else will do
That’s why now my target is you
My beach wasn’t Venice, my beats wasn’t hitting
My streets were flooded with victims
I did not become Popeye when I consumed my spinach
My mind was bending, demons I had to make amends with
People I didn’t fuck with the most were the ones making visits
To the household, my Jordans ain’t have the icy soles
I suppose I ain’t have luxury clothes
I bestow the honor to the gov, they cold
So I’m feeling cruel, you looking vulnerable
What I’m gonna do the opposite of hospitable
For my bloodlust, no one else will do
That’s why now my target is you
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