Glass House

I eat your last piece of cake like 'piece of cake'
Then fall asleep awake
Friends?
That’s something I don’t need to make
Offer me a hand, and
I leave you hanging like a mid-season break
I scream blue murder and cause a code red
I’m sleeping like a baby on a rose bed
There’s decomposing bones in me chrome web
I look down on meself
I’m over me own head
Me phone’s dead if you want me just pray, though
It’ll be ok if you say so
I’m Rakim paid in full, you’re a standing order
You sell yourself down the river for a glass of water
I snatch it out your hand, take a sip and then spit
You got the sauce, but no chickens to dip
They’re like, 'Eh, you need to drop this whole ignorant shit.'
Fuck that, I’m me own worst critic, and I think I’m the shit
I’m throwing boulders at your glass house
You’re walking in, I’ll walk you back out
Like, take it in your stride (stride)
Bitch, you’re assassinating the vibe
I’m throwing boulders at your glass house
You’re walking in, I’ll walk you back out
Like, take it in your stride (stride)
Bitch, you’re assassinating the vibe
Yo, I got six hoes and I’m three timing 'em
I know ten of the best rappers alive
And I’m at least nine of 'em
I don’t even try to win
I just do
I hope you have a great day
P. S. Fuck you
Got you flinching like a nervous cat
Violent disagreements with Google Maps
'cause I decide where I’m at
Big belly laugh when I heard you rap
I punch the fucking sun out the sky when I pull the curtains back
My ego is loss-proof
Every time I speak about myself factually I’m spreading God’s truth
Do the math, hit you with the one-two
I can’t stop
Being this sweg even if I want to
It’s not a particular feeling I get
It’s just something that’s a constant
Like breathing… or receiving some head
My inner daemons are pets
And I’ll walk 'em all over you
And tell the Judge the Lord told me to
I’m throwing boulders at your glass house
You’re walking in, I’ll walk you back out
Like, take it in your stride (stride)
Bitch, you’re assassinating the vibe
I’m throwing boulders at your glass house
You’re walking in, I’ll walk you back out
Like, take it in your stride (stride)
Bitch, you’re assassinating the vibe