It's a lot of bad things That they wishin' and wishin' and wishin' and wishin' They wishin' on me God's plan, God's plan Yeah they wishin' and wishin' and wishin' and wishin' They wishin' on me, yuh I been movin' calm, don't start no trouble with me

Said I'm in too deep, I'm in too deep I see the future in my plans I'm gonna be good, it's in God's hands Quicksand, baby, said I'm in too deep Said it's up to my knees, baby, in too deep For a dollar they gone fuck you up I wuv' Trippie Redd

We've taken too much for granted And all the time it had grown From techno seeds we first planted Evolved a mind of it's own Marching in the streets Dragging iron feet Laser beaming hearts Ripping men apart

I swore! Before my Gods! An oath! Once sealed in blood It's five years since I left this land Since I left my friends to burn Fice years making bitter plans Preparing my return All this time my hatred's grown The one thing on my mind The hate in me is