MACHIAVELLI (Explicit)

MACHIAVELLI (Explicit) - Vic Mensa/Eryn Allen Kane

Lyrics by：Victor Mensah/Eryn Allen Kane/Glen Johnson/Malcolm Joshua Martin/Amire Johnson/Malik Yusef

Composed by：Victor Mensah/Eryn Allen Kane/Glen Johnson/Malcolm Joshua Martin/Amire Johnson/Malik Yusef

Yeah

Savemoney ****

Uh back to reclaim my throne

I'm the prince of the city young Machiavelli

Staged my own death outwitted my adversaries

From the land of Larry Hoover where they bury shooters

I'm shining hard Stanley Kubrick

We don't live by the law

Two-time felony charge gun-toting

Smoke 'em like Lamar ball like a young Odom

Where crack hit the Chi the same year as Michael Jordan

My trap phone got more rings than Robert Horry

I got a story make Shakespeare say that's tragic

Speak my mind I got a bad habit

Became a hazard to my health like Corona to an asthmatic

I Roc like the old Jay but I'm a backstabber

'Cause I Un'd myself I got better **** on albums

I shelfed than **** that you went platinum off

Too fly for my own good it's my albatross

I'm a beast boy I just love to self-sabotage

P***y n***as talking down vagina monologue

I ain't running but I'm tired of y'all

I could call Farrakhan or I could get you tatted

On the limbs of your friends

Have 'em crying like Kavanaugh

Back on my bully don't be a matador

This ain't no red flag

Shooters in red rags looters in Hermes

Mask on you still see

I'm the future

But I had to learn not to

Judge a man by his past so that's all I ask

Uh young Machiavelli

Still alive across the belly

Uh lemme get it back

Uh Lake Shore Drive with the top back

Rocking Y project

With my ride or die *****

N***a where the LOX at

Had so many conflicts

That **** got crucial

I was really fighting for freedom like Desmond Tutu

**** is like apartheid if you seen the Southside

No upward mobility they got n***as paralyzed

Paper planes snapback shout to 'em and Ty-Ty

Yeah I did a rock album

That's 'cause I'm a rock star

I'm from where the Moes push rocks like the tomb of Jesús

To put new 22's on they coupe

Selling D ducking 12 undercovers looking for proof

I push off the roof like Bishop in Juice

A window in my reality

Two-parent household from an immigrant family

Middle-class salaries on 47th street by the stones

Where they move white out

The house same block as Obama's home

Uh born alone die alone it's still savemoney

I take that to the grave with me the game's funny

A n***a went from robbing in the hood

To the Robin Hood of Englewood I'm feedin' n***as

They produced these circumstances by beatin' n***as

Mistreatin' and misleadin' n***as

We the n***as jumped ship

Did some underwater breathin' n***a

Why I gotta live my death 'fore they believe a n***a

Still alive

Alive yeah yeah

Alive

I'm still alive

I'm still alive