Crash (ft. Royce Da 5'9" K.A.A.N.)

I went to Kuwait for a dinner date

Don't need a waiter, I'd never wait, I'm lifting plates

I went from section eight to behind them gates

Don't let them non-believers break your faith and decide your fate

I went to Beirut in a khaki suit

Indoctrinated the youth with truth, now the aim is you

I felt resurrection in the booth, now I'm living proof

Never been a fan, nothing new, who the fuck is you?

With a whole lot of fuck around to meet your maker

Organizations easily torn in half like a sheet of paper

Niggas are soft head babies, they need incubators

Pentagon said, "Get ready, here come the space invaders"

But we all afraid to look up to see what's coming

We too consumed with rat racing and getting money

Sat chasing a Freemason, a crash dummy

I'll take the same way out, without a doubt

It's a million and one ways to die, nigga (die)

Keep your eyes on the prize, don't let your wine slip up

Get too close to the sun, you might burn (might burn)

Crash out, nigga, show them what you're talking about

America designed for white people to thrive

The wrong people die when the right people decide

This mental health crisis might be for the times

And peace of mind comes at a price cheaper than crime

(She fine) I feed her like five weeks at a time

(She kind) I'm eager to climb deeper than mine

Two choppers, some voodoo, met 2Pac in this prime

The movie Shaka Zulu revives, you chakras align

I'm in that S560 new 'Bach with the blinds

Don't just die in prison like you are not the divine

Death knocked on my door, I ain't just dropped to my lows

I balled, went through my highs

Now watch who you talking to

Knowing y'all finna prosecute

I got reversed, cowgirl in a drop from a prostitute

And did it all by pimping my ride

So quick success, my enemies get the urge to disrespect (yes)

The distance between the limits ain't in the curve, it's just a step

It's a million and one ways to die, nigga (die)

Keep your eyes on the prize, don't let your wine slip up

Get too close to the sun, you might burn (might burn)

Crash out, nigga, show them what you're talking about

I never tiptoe when I step in shit

I post up, I stand firm, I never slip (no)

'Cause slipping might get you involved in a downfall

And if I gotta go, then I'll be coming back for all y'all (brrah)

I'm here for fucking up your face until it fall off

Let's take it to the stage, I get engaged like a sawed-off

I can read niggas with ease, like a news feed

Give me 50 feet, matter of fact, give me nose bleeds

Outcast, so fresh, I am so clean

Turn your back on me, I hit your ass with a dope fiend

You got no team, no wins, you got no rings

But you an expert on anything and everything

Nigga, shut the fuck up and sit the fuck down

My time now, I'm celebrated like a touchdown

Hostile, beef it like Keef in Moscow

I put you under the ground, man down with one round

My queen colder than a drink of water

My anaconda letting off like a semi-auto

I hit the bottle like a poor man, it hit the lotto full throttle

A Kingmaker like Mike Tyson and Cus D'Amato

It's a million and one ways to die, nigga (die)

Keep your eyes on the prize, don't let your wine slip up

Get too close to the sun, you might burn (might burn)

Crash out, nigga, show them what you're talking about