Slihmm - Ruins lyrics

Yeah it's still the village idiot These b**hes still insidious so why would I trust em 4 o clock in the morning im sittin writing in bed sh** Why can't I get the f** out my head sh** I'm tired of this rat race, bro told me slow it but These b**hes keep on calling til they running low on stack space The beat beating heathen but y'all shouldn't cease believing There's a god b**h I'm living proof, John Wilkes up in the booth No I don't want features to y'all n***as I'm invisible The Cloud got hella zeros and my bank account identical Forget it dude, no chorus or no interlude, still droppin hits I'm popping and I'm pretty knock a b**h up off her pedastal Sorry mom I'm sinnin and I rarely read the bible Put your hands up on my mic you might get introduced to christ "Slihmm you're such a beast how the f** do you it" Say b**h you right I'm just a n***a, we like three-fifths human Slihmm chance