CROWNED

Crown on my head, i hustle my eyes are red,

I outline chalk competition is dead

we fight for bread but there is never blood shed.

Most niggas say screw it,but never want to bite the bullet,

i guess i came out of war with my 2-legs,

while some came with 2 heads sorry! (2 faced).

They say life is about playing your cards right,

so i play the 2 ace and my 2 spades.

Bitches be talking shit so they need the toothpaste,the new brace.

Run my life like usain in this new race with a great pace

i kneel down and praise GOD for his grace ways.

i watch this nigga die till he decays, Rest in peace is thee phrase.

 

I'm stackin' lines over lines so i guess i am gettin' the bar code

niggas at school steal my notes and i'm here to steal your hopes

I back up rhymes by stacking lines, but bullshit is what you wrote

Your album sound like some shit meek milli wrote.

 

everbody got their mind cased in,all i wanted in life is to be ‪‎free‬

without ‪mason‬ so Fuck the freemason so apparently the key is

education so math helps me with equations!!!!.