Darrell Cole - Ills of Babylon

[Verse]

I keep them haters far away but the envy is close
It be the n**** at your table that just envy the most.
Fighting with the powers that be and not with my folks
Tryna be the best ever i’m competing w/ ghosts
Shit
Dealing with the Ills Of Babylon
It ain’t a sprint lil n**** it’s a marathon
I been sick with it all my n**** be like carry on
I been fly like the plane that I travel on
Yeah
Used to be my dawg you was in my left titty
Screamed ride or die, I thought you would die with me
Through the grapevines, I heard you was tryna get rid of me
Too much ego, not enough accountability
Damn
Thought you were my boy treat you like a friend
But boys gon be boys he could never be ya mans
Understand, with success come a lot of mixed feelings
N**** I ain’t hating i ain’t even touch 6 figures

Written by:
Darrell Cole

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