Lyrics Atlas - Jrumma

Helping hands are iron fists, velvet fits em' well
They only pick you up to push you down themselves
Snakes in the grass since the Garden of Eden
Why they stab you in the back when you're already bleeding?
Lay with dogs you get fleas, I get tired of itching
Cut some food off the tree or keep making bad decisions
Don't let em' rot, that's just bad for business
Wipe em' out, clean the slate and turn those rags into riches

When your inner circle turns into a cage
Open doors turn into a barricade
And people keep on saying I've changed
Put the world on my shoulders, can't hold me down
Inner circle turns into a cage
Open doors turn into a barricade
People keep on saying I've changed
Put the world on my shoulders, CAN'T HOLD ME DOWN

I still trust nobody and kill em' with kindness
Continue to shine in the rough like a diamond
I'm no longer faded and you're not qualified
To say my name, but it's Jrumma on Spotify (Woo!)
Pour one for the fallen soldiers
Pour one out for this beat
Let's pour one out for them phony homies
Them fake friends who want beef (Rest in peace)
You won't ever get the best of me, while you're plotting out the death of me
And they probably ought to be wondering how in the fuck
I turned my town into a following
That's a pill worth swallowing
I'm making them bitter, they're making me bigger
I'm eating their lunch and I'm taking their dinner
So purchase a ticket, hop in the crowd
Don't think for a second they're stopping me now

Inner circle turns into a cage
Open doors turn into a barricade
And people keep on saying I've changed
Put the world on my shoulders, can't hold me down
Inner circle turns into a cage
Open doors turn into a barricade
People keep on saying I've changed
Put the world on my shoulders can't HOLD ME DOWN