Bleh
• Written by SixUpp
Uh listen kid, the grind never stops
Writing lines that get you higher than any type of pot
Don't get caught by the cops by the spot
Just listen to my music at home and nigga you'll be lost
In your thoughts, nigga you'll just be gone, you'll be knocked
out on the ground or maybe under but keep those paws out
looking up at the clouds wondering why you never
severed ties with the fuckboys that got you under the weather
But girls it's okay, I've always done what I could
Now it's time to save the game from these clowns who they good
nigga put down that hood, you ain't that hard
If you are than prove it with your motherfucking bars
Before your behind bars, mine, as a matter a fact
I'm attacking like clash of clans, nigga you left your back
wide open, leaving you broken, unspoken and frozen
Impotent, unnoticed and pointless just like a motherfucking rodent
No mercy towards opponents minds with many components
Leave you niggas looking dead like chief keef without some lotion
Rhyming with pure devotion, never cared bout being a loner
Jumped in the game to go shopping but now I'm the fucking owner
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SixUpp
Member since November 10 2014