Casualty of War (BBL Drizzy)

Said it all comes back to music Calling out the ones who can prove it There's a cry in the sky, God's fallen And the followers run to delusion Yeah, ay, I'm feeling glorified Quite a sight to see just from a mortal's eyes Knocking off a crown, left you demoralized Should've seen your face, it left you horrified Step into the mortal life Welcome to the utter truth Show us proof that it's you that's writing in the booth You got a crowd out here thinking that you cut the fuse It's the same motherfuckers looking up to you They just wanna suck on you That's because you set the scene Fake weird niggas always get confused with kings Willonius and Metro Boomin with the set up beat I had to send it to the kitchen just to make it clean Can you really blame the people for this energy You the goofy one who made all of the enemies You the only one they really wanna see bleed Sad to see the other brother take the blow for you But it's rap and it happens, that's a game thing Casualty of war, let's talk about my nigga Cole I was bumming on that nigga as a 10 year old Why'd you hop up on some rhymes if you didn't feel the lines You had Drake up in your mind, had to step you out the light And I bet it hurt Like that Drizzy Drake only hurt your worth Made you soft to the game just like that nigga Durk Take it back to Forest Lane and redefine your work Now let's run it back to that nigga Jimmy I see you in the chair but can you stand on business High school just a topic that you're not forgetting Aye Dot, show receipts, show us all the images Big man out here and he hiding kids again Smoked out, Hoe bounce, said a nigga shit again Got 11 on the mind, I was running millions Maple Leafs lost twice, the whole city losing it Tucson's top voice and I'm really feeling it Said it's all about the music and who's really killing it You ain't really bout the masses, influence the biggest bitches Think about it while you crumble from the throne you sitting in This a message to the people who be glazing him by choice All the people in denial, trying to drown out all that noise Said I promise there is hope for you, just listen to my voice Get some common sense and say fuck it to the boy, nigga I'm thinking about what to write I'm locked into these nights I'm thinking about what Kendrick said I'm thinking about Aubrey dead The boy confused for man Canadian playing American No substance in your jams No heartbeat through the land At first you missed the soul And second was control The third became the test And fourth would prove your rest I pray it gave you joy I hope you love your boy I feel the tides are shifting Curtain closes for BBL Drizzy