Stranger (w/ Concept)

Killing the game, I have a few targets,

All these other rappers, we putting em' in caskets,

No one can deny shit, boy we go the hardest,

When I murder the beat, me and Concept are the darkest,

 

Out here daily, I hear all these sirens,

All of these emotions, I'm struggling to hide em',

If there are options, I'm struggling to find em',

Too many neeks, but I ain't struggling to fight em',

 

This shit ain't easy, but this shit is a blessing,

I do it for my brothers man we never stressing,

Fuck your gang, fuck your team, we're finessing,

We're finna rise and I ain't even guessing,

 

When I spit on the beat, you know I'm abusive,

Killing these rappers, they know that they stupid,

On a come up, all of you know I'm the new kid,

Such a pain to handle, boy I'm such a nuisance,

 

Angel in the sky you would think that I am heaven sent,

Remember all them times I promise I won't care again,

I can't ever stand talk, all this shit I won't bear again,

All them shitty creps that you promised you won't wear again,

 

Please just fuck off, half you reek of sardines,

Stole your mums car, go on find the car keys,

Rolling up the hills with a bunch of my g's,

These man keep on getting jealous cause I'm paying my fees,

 

But people hide these, No one really likes these,

Bitches wanna fight me, brother say goodnight please,

Spitting on these sly beats, murdering in the night g,

Wondering where I copped skill boy I didn't buy these,

 

The movements we be making are drastic,

I do this every single day and I've never had no practise,

Wrapped my own arms up with a bandage,

Cause I've been through the shit and I've felt all that damage,