"Pale Horse" lyrics

[Adam Calhoun:]
I don't cook, I'm eatin', though
Creatine and Wheaties bowl
I'm tatted, like graffiti, feed me rappers, they all mediocre
Sleep on me, like sheeted sofas, slide on you, like Yeezy Novas
This shit's easy, not conceited
Only thing you 'bout to be in
Is some heat, ain't talkin' stoves
It's closers, leakin' full of holes
I ain't sayin' I'm squeezin'
But I'm lethal with this golden eagle

Who wants smoke? 'Cause, bitch, I'm ether
Either runnin', stackin', hustlin'
They talk about trappin', just to crack a rep, and motherfucker
Don't make me paint you out to be, what the fuck you really are
I gotta be the hardest artist, comin' out the trailer park

Hey, that was there, but this is now
I slept in basements on the couch
I wore them clothes, they faded out
Hey, look it, mom, I made it out

[Adam Calhoun (Mesus):]
'Cause, I'm not tryna talk, I'm tryna to fight (Tryna fight!)
And tomorrow ain't promised, so you could die tonight
I hear a lot of bark, but you don't bite (You don't bite!)
You ain't gon' make it, but we gon' be a'ight

I'm not tryna talk, I'm tryna fight (Tryna fight!)
And tomorrow ain't promised, so you could die tonight
I hear a lot of bark, but you don't bite (You don't bite!)
You ain't gon' make it, but we gon' be a'ight

[Mesus:]
Dawg, you don't really want no problems, you just want the shine
Better watch the way you talkin', boy, your mouth gon' cross that line
Better watch out where you walkin', boy, you lost your fuckin' mind?
'Cause, we don't play that shit around here, bottom line

I don't give a fuck 'bout what you sellin'
Smell a fake a mile away
What you say? Fuck that yellin', bring that shit around my way
Bunch of hate, I can tell it by what's showin' on your face
Pump your brakes, you could end up just another "cold" case

They say you only get one life, make sure that you make it count
Principles are everything, from how you move to bank accounts
Gotta get it in, bitch, that's the only way you make it out
So, I put faith in God and me, fuck what our haters talkin' 'bout

[Adam Calhoun (Mesus):]
'Cause I'm not tryna talk, I'm tryna to fight (Tryna fight!)
And tomorrow ain't promised, so you could die tonight
I hear a lot of bark, but you don't bite (You don't bite!)
And you ain't gon' make it, but we gon' be a'ight

I'm not tryna talk, I'm tryna fight (Tryna fight!)
And tomorrow ain't promised, so you could die tonight
I hear a lot of bark, but you don't bite (You don't bite!)
You ain't gon' make it, but we gon' be a'ight