Son.Wts - Lit As the Devil (Intro) Lyrics

I make sure my demons straight, when I'm demonstrating
We use to pray when we was sitting at the dinner table
Circle got smaller, my ozone had the thinnest layers
I left Himalayan in the Himalayas

This mountain, I'll climb it in whatever climate
Even if I fall back, I'll go behind it and rewind it
I'ma giant like Goliath, when they hate I never mind it
Eyes like Isaac, the lost is blinded till they find it
The finest line, I might just sign it

Like John, they want my Cock in they hand
I'm punching numbers like the clock in my hand
Time fly, I shoot the breeze like like a glock in my hand
My squad fly, it's like a flock finna land
Our glass is like an hour glass, but I got rocks in my sand (Roxane)
Like Rock sand, Our glass, is like an hour glass, but I got rocks in my sand (Like Roxane)

I'ma blow like a bomb, the clock ticking, I got the time
Right hand on my check, signing the dotted line
Watch out like a wrist, cause God said it's not my time
Oh Heavenly Father, I'm talking about Father Time
I'm the Son, you know that I gotta shine
Crime stoppers won't even stop a crime
Transforming on haters, them opps must got em out his prime

I don't think they hear me, most definitely
They fear me, so scared of this beast

My mind is more dangerous, than strangers is
So don't anger it
I'm running these tracks like a anchor bitch
Try to cross me, then I'm breaking your ankles bitch
No iron in my pans, my wranglers wrinkled bitch
You strapped like a belt, but you ain't spanking shit
I bet I'll make yo ass thank again
I need Aretha, when I'm chasing them Franklins

Respect me, cause that's the power of that money flow
I don't want no smoke, cause I won't let this money blow
Fascinated with fast cash, but I'ma get this money slow
I'm Kt and Money's bro, they watched lil Sonny grow

Into a monster, into the jungle, went through a tunnel
Now we rolling like bundles, circle got smaller like the hole in a funnel

Came from that main drain, you can't brainwash a stained brain
I wish I could change thangs, put down them weapons that Bang Bang!
Like niggas who gang bang, letting there chains hang
There's another route for you plane Janes, riding the same trains
Sometimes we have to change lanes, in this short life I lived
My I've seen some strange thangs, but what doesn't kill you is only sprained pain
I think I'm the goat, cause I'm great like a dang Dane
I'ma different kinda lit no one else is the same flame