I could take the high road
But I know that I'm going low
I'm a bandito
In City, I feel my spirit is contained
Like neon inside the glass, they form my brain
But I recently discovered it's a heatless fire
Like nicknames they give themselves to uninspire
Began with bullet, now add fire to the proof
But I'm still not sure if fear's a rival or close relative to truth
Either way it helps to hear these words bounce off of you
The softest echo could be enough for me to make it through

My idle hands lead to evil thoughts I see a devil tryna' creep on up
Ain't gon' get inside my soul
So let the demons go and hang me up
Cos motherfucker, I ain't dead til I say so
Cos I been fighting all my fuckin' life
So I'ma sin til the motherfuckin' end
Don't you understand that I've lost time and I can't lose more
All I got is money on my mind
So just miss me with these motherfuckin' fifty million problems
Every single day I wake up and I try to solve them
Dreaming of a future with some motherfuckin' options