Lyrics

I never been the type to fold UAV inside blood my veins are ice cold Underground legends yea you mothafuckas know If I'm lurking around yo block then we toting 44s Ain't no fuckin stopping me, I swear My breed is different We just walk up in the function And we taking all your bitches She feeling on waistline, got the glock 9 Got them hallow points waiting for your ass like Yeah Fuck goodbyes Too many bitches too leave alive Yeah I'm sick of the bullshit, it's all the time It's like my mind is always fighting with itself And it's never letting up, can I put on a shelf Many things in this life that you try to understand Like your friends wanna see you fall Rather then see you stand Shit is only comin to an end just to lash out Keep it fucken goin in your mind till you pass out I pray to god you never see me get vindictive If you fuckin with the gang then my intentions get malicious I get down my nine get vicious Love revenge that shit delicious Imma king no opposition Fuck religion imma misfit Got the gas maxed mags packed Mack strapped in every moment Spraying abstract masked back guns are loaded I ain't afraid pulled trigger holding my composer If your dick just hit the dirt I give you my condolence My mind is fuckin twisted It's a flaw that I have mentioned Skin your body on a cross And that's my thoughts on all religion Contradiction in a scripture Yet it's words that you embody It was built to be a prison keep open minded blinded You a sheep if you believe it every word is fuckin toxic When my blades against they necks They always asking where they god is There's no peace among the silent I'm the voice behind the riots I'm the reason that I'm heard I'll find the peace amongst the violence We gonna make 'em fade away bitch We drag the body in the mist Crawled up out the grave yard With my throat already slit We don't give a shit I grab the gun, and let it rip Until you fade away And throw the body in the ditch Imma dip quick Then hit the fucking kill switch Everybody hit the floor We terrorizing with the clique Watch me hit a flip My personality It switch You'll go up in a blaze We get burning down your crib Taking off, I'm a lost cause Mothafucka pause, you get Lost Taking it off Thinking that You can come sit with a boss Take off the bras Take out the bitches That's thinking that they Will never pay the cost To get on the level With muthafuckas That be killing it Bitch we be colder than frost Leave you in awe Yeah it's kinda foggy, I feel it hardly The rain outside my window Devil screaming, till it haunts me It's hardly, really hard for me To try to cause peace So I cock the gun That I just bought Until it sparks heat It's Young Jerome, really a different breed boy They ain't fucking with me, or UAV boy If you want that smoke, pull up and get destroyed Together we got more fucking hits than three Floyds Yeah, we're just totally different We put you six feet deep, call that socially distant We ain't some local nobody's, they globally listen Send me the beat and I can't help it, uncontrollably killing For real, I'm so raw with it, swear that you are all finished My shorty always pleasure me but I am all business Yeah, man this is murder I wrote I heard that, God forgives, motherfucker I don't So don't, step to me or that step will be your last boy Handing me your mixtape, that shit in the trash boy Vin Diesel, cause you know I'm living fast boy I'm only in the back when they save the best for last boy
Writer(s): Beau Holland Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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