Dante - Intro

Insurance fucked up ain't got a therapist
ProTools really been my Jen Melfi
I be out of luck but I'm strong with the wrist
Cooking up make a nigga feel healthy
Sick of being sad lil nigga?
Oh yeah, chase a bag
Go ahead, wealthy
Money make a nigga feel better
Boy I feel like the Wave ain't shit you could tell me
I feel impatient
Cause I know my time is right now
Man the crown for the taking
Y'all so complacent
I'm in the matrix
I pop the red pill
Show you how hell feel
I been down here for a minute
The weather not bad
And there's plenty of bitches
The liquor for free
And the weed is delicious
I don't ever really follow rules
Ever since a kid I played with fire in the candle
Steph Curry with the follow through
If I said it then I meant it
Best believe its getting handled
I don't even wanna talk to you
Unless you got a bag of money 'bout as heavy as an anvil
Ain't no telling what I'mma do
If your favorite rapper cross me
Best believe he gettin' canceled
I been like five steps ahead in this chess game
Fifteen with five racks up in the bed frame
Ma I don't do drugs
I just facilitate
And do my best to make enough bread for the dinner date
Swear I'd never talk about it
I put it past me
Pinky up when I'm rapping
So you'd never outclass me
Look at me
I'm the captain
And you off this boat
Do it look like I'm laughing?
I don't your jokes
HahAHAhAhAHAhahaA!
Heard you talking 'bout a nigga
Had to cut off your tongue
Had to feed it to the dogs
They ain't ate in a month
Momma worried 'bout me lately
Only child and son
I ain't used to be the villain
They just turned me to one
They be like
"Tae! Can I get a free beat or a verse?"
I be like nigga shut the fuck up
Man that shit is the worst
They be like
"I ain't got the money"
Hundred dollar they shirt
How that work?
Well I don't for free I'd rather be cursed
Bitch I'm back like I never left
G like a treble clef
I could name a hundred thousand rappers that I'm better than
Bitch I'm not your hero
I'm Sekiro back from dead again
I'm here to settle vendettas and collect my dividends
Woah, niggas love to talk about shit they don't
Know, I'm the man of legend one with forty hundred
Flows, if you wanna talk about it
Boy you better be about it
Shit could get bloody like a passover door

Written by:
William Parmlee

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