Split Skully

Ay yo I drink water and read books Up early when the sun looks blood shut I'm doing burpees and some triangular push ups Give all praises to the most high Gun tucked, I know there's demons scheming close by I hear their whispers as they try to jinx us Watch us from a distance with a close eye Looking back straight in their face My enemies turn their gaze and start trembling Dawg, it's evident you're afraid All the shots that my opps had meant for me turned to strays I'm unfazed Protecting my energy burning sage Had to cleanse his aura Nerves shot from years of drug abuse That fueled his paranoia Felling my bones rattle, polish a pistol in the dark See the slightest movement and shoot at my own shadow Had to separate from fake friends and phony bitches Whose only focus is the latest trends and taking pictures for the 'gram Yo all that flash shit I don't like You all about the appearance, I'm about the experience Son, we out here trying to actually enjoy life Doing shit that you don't really need to know about Low key as I navigate up in these streets Real G's move in silence just like Genovese The world is yours I'm trying to carve a bigger piece Murder anyone disturbing my calm and inner peace We can get gully If anybody ever try to take this shit from me Yo you gon' take these bullets with you That's a gift from me I'll seal it with a kiss, emptying this clip fully in his bitch skully You can bet we can get gully On the pursuit of happiness trying get money And anybody trying stop him gon' be left bloody I'll leave him in his piss, leaking with a split skully On the set, we can get gully Stay in the shadows lurking, sleepless nights working Death and taxes the only thing in this life for certain I'm not impressed by ratchets twerkin' You eager to tip here I rather spit in the bitches face and snatch her Birkin Crazier than the average person They feared who I was before Unaware I've become a more savage version Cold hearted I don't have no feelings I'm vacuum sealing packs, shipping them out of state to my man's Building with visions of having millions Never had no children But I son'd a lot of rappers inside the town I live in Barzini the name legendary Long as I'm alive all my rivals will always be ranked secondary Carry the cross, I drag it across The marble tiles in Hell's Kitchen as I'm scratching the floors Unaware of what destiny that I'm traveling towards But I'm protected by the hands of the Lord Ready for war We can get gully