Untitled Song

I’m crazy with the Glock, I’m letting it ride sly,

Put a hole in head, now I’m set his pride aside.

watch em choke on smoke, I live to fight fright

You ain’t built like me, that a fucking no-go,

I got a fofo tuck, and I pop it if you don’t know.

check the speed, it in motherfucking slow-mo.

Cracker-ass niggas never had a chance to vent,

strangle them and watch em lose their scent

keep the scene bold, let the heat glow,

i never lease though, I’m a free soul,

my steps slow but the beat gold.

Villain in the building, I’m willing to sling slang,

click bang, let it ring like chain that cling hang.

Last breath, no rest, I stretch the next phase,

set paid, I invest in the depth of a best stage.

Pop junk, what the funk, I’m the dollar and a dime, Role model in the struggle, every rhyme is a climb. Best friend, then they fold, turn to backstabbers in time, Switching sides on the grind, they blind when I shine. I’m the lord with the 4 sword, never bored when I explore more,

Chop through the core, leave ‘em floored on the floor, raw, I’m hard core. motherfucka