Lyrics : | (in progress)
[Verse 1 : - Jurel, The Deity]
Living in the city where them niggas wanna get me
They don't wanna see me living, can't believe the way this shit be
I'm really getting gritty, shitty living got me ready
I'm heavily weighed by raging, I'm waiting to regain patience
It's that 6, one side, 7 ain't lucky tonight
I'm a 6 9 god, Sixes lighting up my nights
Lining up with diamond knights, Frighten those who aren't exiles
Waiting for my final moment, Predicting these placing tiles

You are not my kind, you are not that wild.
I'm a wolf inside, I do get quite loud.
Lose my sense, then I misguide with a smile.
Pierce you with my knife while still retaining a smile.
You don't ever wanna see me fucking thrive....
Trying so hard to destroy my drive.
You don't ever, ever wanna see me thrive....
You don't ever wanna see me fucking thrive....
Trying so hard to destroy my drive.
You don't ever, ever wanna see me thrive....
Trying so hard to kill my drive.

[Hook/Bridge : - Jurel, The Deity]
You don't ever catch me slackin', my rap is a passive action
When I put down the pen and tablet, I get down to attacking
Not rackin' nothing nor stacking, I'm rather just bad with habits
I'm absent from outside paths and I'm drowning in my own madness
(x2)

You don't ever wanna see me fucking thrive....
Trying so hard to destroy my drive.
You don't ever, ever wanna see me thrive....
Trying so hard to kill my drive.

(Verse 2 : - PE$O PETE)
It's the big kahuna,
Bandanna bobby bouta break the beat
I baited then I waited, sayin' nobody will master me
Except this masterpiece, mentally, yeah it's been after me
Warren told me peace but it could never be
Always a catastrophe whenever me gets on a beat, insanity
Fatter than a manatee with magic mana I secrete
My mind is up in shambles, alphabet is always only G's
Sama with the ojii, like Ish1da told me
They be knowin' I'm a genius from MIA to LA
Dubbin' all these hard ass beats with the wordplay
Z be the letter come to mind with what yall nerds say
Diggin' up the graves for the prophecies found laid
Dead on the ground 'cause im toxic
Calligraphy and poetry? Not this
Boy i ain't Nostic
But the way i run the game be athletic
Shockin like manectric, bars straight magnetic
Even surge wouldn't rep this
Yeah, we just out here tryna thrive
Put the scope to my eyes
Now I'm out here catching lives, yeah

(Verse 3 : - Boy Froot)
I'm done diggin' my grave, now I'm ready to die...
I dont wanna stay, I'm done with my life
All these fuccbois pray to a god that lies
I'm makin' money gettin' paid while you tryna get by
Don't give a fucc 'bout you, bro you ain't shit
When you hit da club with Froot, you keep spacin'
And now we in the basement, face hittin' pavement
Bitch get it straight, cuz i ain't ever patient
Rollin' up the lettuce, call me yung penn station
I'm so poetic and this beat sound asian

We just out here tryna thrive, these motherfuccas wan' ride on us
But we keep goin' my bros are gon' get high with us
Text a goth hoe, tell that bitch come through
Blacc like a crow, yeah, ya know it's boy froot