Collection Fees - TOXIC

I think it’s time for the revival, pussies in denial

Hanging up the rats who like speak before the trial

Now we going tribal

Fuck all that compassion put a bullet in your idol

Treat em like they rivals

No survival, no exceptions

Hard to justify how all the greatest getting slept on

Straightened up my spine cause I got tired of being stepped on

We gon multiply we going virus like infection

Y’all cannot compete we coming from a new dimension

Send em to collections or we send morgue

Robbing all the shit I know I never could afford

Imma talk my shit but this red dot don’t mean record

Punish everybody while we racking up the score board

Warlord, duffels in the floor boards

Wanna come inside then get a warrant little court whore

I will not comply no more

Bitch y’all could never faze me

Say they life a movie

Imma shoot em like Scorsese

Better pay me

Up that budget i don’t want yo to attention

Thats not to mention you not scary

W sum threats in my mentions

And I don’t even wanna fight I got my bro for the weapon

I kick the jack and crush ya hand

With an 8 cylinder engine

I got a question tho

Why you clown ass pussies wanna play w me?

Why you down bad flexing w collection fees?

Face down why yo girl wanna be friends w me?

Ion really need to hear it

Shit ain’t stressing me

Fuck it i should let go

World fulla dead Ppl

Still make the rent tho

Bodies fulla full needles

Still feel the regret tho

Pop shit let’s go full Beatles

Fuck it i go full Hyde

Fuck u were are not equals

I was always this way

I was always like this

U just saw somebody do it

U was still a bright kid

U couldda been a college student

U was on the right path

Couldda made somebody music

Sound just like a white dad’s

Back to all this money tho

I’m who brought the racks in

I heard u on that funny dope

And u brought all the rats in

Bag u up like groceries

Then take u to the trash bins

If u always fuckin felt this way

U shouldda said it back then

Ashes to ashes

U could take the scraps kid

Rly how i get it dawg

U thought i was just rappin

Work get my life right

Can’t wait for shit to happen

Cause fuck it u might die today

Could u pay for ur casket?

Still up like the most high

Fuck u i been dope sick

Fuck u i been dead broke

Fuck u i feel hopeless

I feel all this shit still

So Why i even smoke then?

Problems got the best of me

Wonder what a ghost is

I took the the thread I’m hangin by

Tied it as a rope and

Took my own life

Shit I bet nobody notice

Nobody stressin me

Left the bullshit in a

Grave w the rest of me

I guess it got the best of me

Yeah i guess it got the best of me

I’ll always be this way

Even till the last breathe of me

I’m screaming fuck em all

Yeah everybody dead to me

I think it’s time for the revival, pussies in denial

Hanging up the rats who like speak before the trial

Now we going tribal

Fuck all that compassion put a bullet in your idol

Treat em like they rivals

No survival chopped n screwed

Why you clown ass pussies wanna play w me?

Why you down bad flexing w collection fees?

Face down why yo girl wanna be friends w me?

Ion really need to hear it

Shit ain’t stressing me