GrayScale

I'm sinking to unknown levels
 The devil with no break pedal
 Stop all this murder mo-murder
 Drugs got me cocking the burner
 Run up in your house duct tape on your mouth
 Evil shit hitting licks never a drought
 Suicide Grey 59 future is now
 Lucifer in the flesh you'd hear a sound
 ($ui-$ui-$uicide)
 Popping these pills and I'm popping these shells
 Oxy and Herron crushed up in a bill
 Feel like I'm watched by the eyes in the hill
 $carecrow the menace but $carecrow don't panic
 I called on JGRXXN and they ready to kill
 Lil Uzi cocked and he ready to drill
 Smokin and locin I run in the building [?]
 Roaches swarm around me as I rise and levitate
 I be the snake of genesis leading the exodus to an unknown place
 And claim its safe uh
 Gathering sheep to the slaughter
 I show em the blade
 Let them pray to the father and sneak up behind them and open their veins
 The devil in wolf's clothing
 Yung plague attends them demon masquerades
 But i ain't mask my face
 I pass the blade and ask to trade their soul for cash and fame
 I scratch these names off of my list
 My sack of souls ain't gon' escape
 Watch me hypnotize you niggas cos JGRXXN got that phonk
 I'm riding in a steamer with some bodies in the trunk
 Jug mane jug mane you not the jug mane
 False flaging niggas come and catch a blast man
 These scheme-icide niggas always burning up the trunk
 We runnin' down yo lane, I don't pull up I always dunk
 I never gave a fuck about these niggas wanna play
 And if you with the shit, please believe we on the way
 Hustle the maniac
 Quick attack you can't relax you can't relax
 So on your back you even know i'd bust your ass
 Be like fuck the cash but need the cash
 Hustle passion for the love of bands
 I kill a man I rob a man I be feelin bad
 But damn if I tell you that
 You be lurkin in my business fast
 Like "The fuck boy how you doin that?"
 Before you know it I be at your neck
 Like the dead he vanish to a mist
 He see the noose that come up out the group
 In the trunk we let bodies sit
 Suicide the way we slittin wrists
 Roll the blunt then put it to my lips
 Torch a car just for the love of chips
 It's Hustle
 G-G-G59 talking to the devil plot another 'nother crime
 Elevate above the clouds, looking for the sun
 When I fell from the heavens was losin' my mind
 Rip off my wings and I take off my halo
 I'm looking for god but didn't find shit
 So I stuck with the devil I sold my soul quick
 I was fucking and then then I murdered my bitch
 Murder suicidal gripping the rifle hand on the bible
 Believe in false idols you living in dreams, but I'm stuck in reality thinking of schemes
 Loss in the darkness where I become heartless
 I creep through the night and I keep my blade sharp
 And I'm stuck in my wave
 'Cause I don't give a fuck 'cause I'm throwing my elbows, I'm gettin' too buck