Lyrics Leprosy - Ghostemane

You say that you got your own shit
But you got no whip
You say that you got your own shit
But you got no crib
You say that you got your own shit
But you got no chick
Don't say that you got your own shit
When you got no ends
12 noon and I just woke
In bed alone still fucked from the night before
I look around, where my bitch go?
Then I remembered wrappin tight rope around her throat
I'm the mage and I wake when ya eyes close
Hair long face tatted I'ma lost soul
Fuck cliques I'ma solo
You don't got a whip so you ride a dick to your show
I don't need you
I don't owe a thing to a muhfucka talkin your shit I don't really give a damn where you been you ain't never gna be a motherfucka that I really wanna be matter fact I never wanna be another mothafucka but me
Keep on pretending that you are the prophet but one day you will be alone
Left in your misery nailed to the front of a crucifix of stone
A loyal bitch is hard to find like a ghostemane tee
Yea they rare but mane just keep yo fuckin head up like a king
Most of all don't ever trust a man or bitch that got no brain
Bitch I stay well read and elevated way up in the plane