bend time

time bends like looking through a lens

and i sorta get a sense that your on the fence

pretends to be seems to me alot like looting

looting the place so quick standing alone no ones home

go and find jewelery gold and diamonds,anything valuable

appraised prices raised amazed that managed to elude your detection

cuz i've amassed so much loot im maxed

couldnt tax

couldnt blaze fast enough cuz there stuck and snug undercovers

Probably fuck up your budget, yea, i’m playing with numbers

Girls will love you for your cross they ain't jesus lovers

Nasty new street slugger, my heat seeks suckers

Treating life like it's a game as if mistaken for a circus,

Everything is subject to change like broken dollars

Multiple colors, my mind's more productive than others

First i have potential, now i got them answers

You hear the words coming from my lips bastards

I'm just tryin to get back, to what really matters

I give a girl what she want - but no dollars

Know the niggas quick to spit they actors

We gotta get back to what really matters

And there ain't been no buster, prepared for you suckers

Cause i got tha bombay in tha ashtray cuz we dont play that way

thinking they can fuck wit us

Acting like they're gonna bust a cap or steal some stuff

Meanwhile the nation's dehydrated, they cryin malice

Alias, drop d mentally unstable, "danny " G status

Savage on acid, with the cash that they're grabbing, they're stabbing you faggots

Across the nation, we don't fuck with you and awful status,

Crazy look if you stare deep into the eyes of madness

And these babes are fucking acrobats, i'll flip them on mattress (izz)

Alias is,drop d mentally unstable, "danny" status

Yo, this is sinister. and now its my turn to talk faggot

It's hard to live out wauna with out wanting to make' this a habit so

ill act on action taken nothing for granted

Still standing with my feet firmly planted,

It didnt take long for me to write her ballad

And strangle you with that fucking leather jacket

Sit the fuck down all you old niggas stand me, faggot

Fuck a label on my jacket, screw you like a ratchet

In some fucking yellow skin tight jeans looking like a fucking faggot

Come take a stab at it leave you with the maggots i just pre-ordered

your casket It's like my lawyer know black magic, blackrabbit 24 caret

gunning threw screw the new veiw drop all of you gain a new crew

Funeral, check my phone, reacting like its new to you

Hah, wale folarin, ballin in case you didn’t knew

Make me wanna write my own little song for you

california love part motherfucking two

Black mother of the earth you know i forever owe you

You don't worry about them bitches you just doing what they'd like too

Cabo to jamaica every weekend honey moon and you

You know i was ridin’ and you switched up a gear or two

The shit, you can mention me if anybody ask you

Hate when i can't date you but i also need my space too got no time for that type of connection

What if i don't pay taxes and buy a gun illegaly in a different section

This crew as fresh five-gum, this crew is as hard to get into as heaven,

I dont know if your trying to diss me or give me a history lesson

And if loving her is wrong then i just know i won't see heaven

If a period is late then i will mark it with a question

Bout to plan a 211, murder your partner he'll meet you in heaven

get aquitted of all my charges and my verses phrases

raises pauses wit audiences

harnessing harshness