Dead Man Walking

Now let's get something straight
 Now let's get something straight
 Now let's get something straight
 (Helluva made this beat, baby)
 Now let's get something straight
 First class Delta flights, I'm above the hate
 I was down looking up, now I'm up some pape'
 It could be worse, God ain't have to let me up today
 Teacher ain't fuck with me because I would come in late
 Woke up 100K, I ain't never touch an A
 For every class that I failed, I'ma flood the bank
 Threw a brick on the gas pedal, I'm like, "Fuck the brake," ha-ha
 Yeah, SB, we the team
 Started off a seed but we turned into a tree
 Had ten dollars but it turned into a sleeve
 Used to be friendly but I turned into a beast
 That's what happens, ducking snakes in the Amazon
 Cracking cards, I'm an ape in the Scamazon
 Good Runtz, what's this planet I landed on?
 Oh shit, never mind, this a star I'm standing on
 Talking 'bout we kin? LOL, whatever, cousin
 God walking to me, whole time the Devil running
 Fraud God, I'm at the self-scan pressing buttons
 Feel like Jimi Hendrix, I'm at Hard Body's metal clutching
 Said he fucking with me? Tell him hang himself
 Heart jumped out my chest from the pain I felt
 A bitch gon' be a bitch, bro, take that L
 I was finna drown, bitches left, they ain't stay and help
 Bitch heard my song like, "Yeah, he sweet for sure"
 Up chop and let it go like I'm Keyshia Cole
 In a different world with it, C-3PO
 Do you know what I could do off of three Visas, bro?
 I ain't finna battle with you, this ain't Pokémon
 Chopstick got a light, feel like Obi-Wan
 Finna slam dunk this ho, Dee throwing lobs
 Setting plays up, I think I need a coaching job
 Who not winning? Lil' bitch, you a stupid fuck
 Elevating to a different level like a Buddhist monk
 You gon' need kryptonite to stop a super punch
 Old head talking 'bout the past? Gotta prove it, unc'
 Shooter got a Ray Gun, they thought I sent an alien
 He spent Curry in the mall, left with Damian
 If I up it, I'ma probably stretch his cranium
 A hundred shots, fuck a jab, this ain't WrestleMania
 I'm with Prince, double cup full of Purple Rain
 Forza 3 type shit when I'm swerving lanes
 You're a clerk, I'm a swiper, we don't work the same
 They ain't see the wave coming, hit 'em with a hurricane
 Ain't no ho's here, man, I bet Stan chalk 'em
 Thinking that he balling? Knock the headband off him
 Demons taking over, this the dead man talking
 Black skinnies, black boots, this the dead man walking, ha-ha
 Give his ass a tombstone, Undertaker
 Was in church with some gift cards up my blazer
 I ain't buy it in the mall? I'ma punch it later
 Love the love but most importantly, I love the haters