Damien IV lyrics

[Verse 1]
I was sitting home alone, hoping the words come out
These incomplete thoughts, I probably will give into my doubt
Until the words come alive and smack me in the face
Like, "Get your sh*t together n*gga, take your f*cking place" then I
Heard it (heard it)
sh*t was picture perfect (perfect)
Not a hallucination, but a prophet came to share his grace and
Speak gospel, before I end up in hospitals
He said "I'm your conscious speaking, your very psychological"
So I told him how I was feeling that day
Telling him how I'm making ends just by moving that weight
How I dreamed of being Rockstar, millionaire
Cause all my life I just wanted to be the realist player
So I asked him, yo how can I sit in a Wraith?
How can I get the money to multiply right up in my safe?
How can I cop VVS diamonds that jump out the face?
How can I get the ops to drop that cold case?
My n*gga I need the help
He said, "My n*gga don't you worry about it
I got you, plus all these pus*y n*ggas out here, they not you"
"I seen what you have in store, your strategy all war, all raw
The arsenal built tough like steel doors."
sh*t, I said "Yo you right, I'm really about this sh*t, I'm really gonna get my money n*gga, so I'm out this b*tch"
"Damn right, f*ck with me and you might
The plan's write and never stop to pray at night"