Guilt Trip lyrics

[Verse 1]
Time; relative when the stars align
Feel like my heart'll fall out of line
Money and murder all on my mind
I pull up eradicate on a dime
When I die I want all my words in a shrine
Bury me 20 feet under pyramids
I don't know where my fear is
Only feel it with God, elevate on my spirit
All hail the divine
If I don't do better beretta, my life
Isn't a product of many high lights
Riddled with sin son your my hype
If I don't get glory what is your life, like?
Made in my reflection, plans for you before momma had c-section
Plans for you before daddy was finessin'
All of your dreams mesh with my
Many children alike, I
Fillin' my voids with worldly pleasures
What is success, why do I measure?
Physical gain max the pressure
Imma need a 745 dripped in leather
Paradise hundred mill, kodak perfect weather

[Hook]
I know yeah, I know it's wrong
Whoa whoa whoa whoa
I know yeah, I know it's wrong
Whoa whoa whoa whoa
I know yeah, I know it's wrong
Whoa whoa whoa whoa
I know yeah, I know it's wrong
Whoa whoa whoa whoa