Catch Fire

I made a lot of money

Spent most of it makin' a bail

Doin' whatever

Feel ain't gettin' nowhere

Like a pitbull tryna chase its tail

It get lonely on this paper trail

Had to make a sad song

For all the soul snatchers

Runnin' from they shadow

Fuck I'ma cap for? I don't tweet

I just show

Made peace with my ghosts

So I can reap what I sow

Yeah, soon I hop out the booth

I hop in the V with my Zoe

I'm in the sheets with a

Big old pole, ain't tryna

Sleep with my ho

Mm, mama called me jokin'

Thinkin' 'bout my newborn, Kiope

You Heaven-sent and, bro

You lightskin, you look

Like just like me

Shootin' guns, abusin' drugs

I'm too young to be livin' like this

My grandma say

"A lot of people gon' die

About you, Dieuson"

If you call me Jason

Then you knew me way

Before I was famous

I'll murder Satan when

I go deliver my soul to Haiti

Go ask my mami

I'm lil' Bill, I kill for real

Ask my family

I was ill since I was lil'

Tryna catch fire