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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Thomas Joseph Fisher
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Yeah yeah
Let me just keep it all the way real with y'all
'Cause I feel like I know everybody that's in the building right now
Yeah I want war and money by the ton
Yeah super bad bitch put my hand on my gun
Control the traffic in the slums
Go ahead and talk your practice blast that until you're done
Okay let's see what's really real
Talk that bullshit like it won't really get a kill
Project living hallway pissing
All day hitching **** dodging prison
Money hungry hustler that's out for more green
Asking about the boys out there in New Orleans
That's my feel mo' **** if I play the hood
Ask Jay Mills in Harlem I'm really good
I hit the gardens and run with the G-Boys
Your ass beat like Trick Daddy in Detroit
Like Cali Misfit that hit ATL
Fuck with BMF and Young Jeezy on some Crip shit
It's the real the facts where it's gon' be
It's the truth the thoughts it's gon' get you deep
Stuck in the game need the green and the cane
Whatever goes dry just pursue to make that change
It's the real the facts the way it's gon' be
It's the truth the thoughts it's gon' get you deep
Stuck in the game need the green and the cane
Whatever goes dry just pursue to make that change
So bullshit getting old this shit gotta stop
AZ gotta pop or it's back to the block
Back with them rocks running from the cops
This rap's like homie it's so addictive
Damn I'm so gifted my rhymes like scriptures
I try and paint a picture of poverty and liquor
You don't wanna see my temper
My brain get much sicker
You can only take what I give ya
Yeah I know my mission for dough
Kept my heart cold I'll never fold
Never ever trust in a ho
That's why my pop's old
Tears in my brain it soak and grow
Stay up on my toes man I stay up on my flow
Don't know for sure though my grind won't stop for no one
Young I'm like a shogun I'm so slow
We go dumb with a drum on the gun
But what's up nobody
Get body by a miles per shotty
The youngin' knows you're snotty
Hudson stacking fat like Pavarotti
High performance with the potty
The block keep moving fast
Everybody off the gas talk trash
Get that ass mashed for the cash
Yeah I mash fast don't make me blast
I had a fucked up past they said my life wouldn't last
Hate motherfuckers young kiss my ass
Fuck y'all young slim kiss my ass
It's the real the facts the way it's gon' be
It's the truth the thoughts the shit's gon' get you deep
Stuck in a game need the green and the cane
Whatever goes dry just pursue to make the change
It's the real the facts the way it's gon' be
It's the truth the thoughts the shit's gon' get you deep
Stuck in a game need the green and the cane
Whatever goes dry just pursue to make the change
We on top of the world we the king of the hills
All the off-land drills with skills to pay bills
Trained like the Navy SEALs you should know the deal
Our keeps are real and our pack packs are steel
Off to the teeth of the streets I roll deep
Known as Aquatic Chief sir you just took a leap
Rearrange your mind blaze your belief
Take two days and make it to a week hit a peak
I stay for grinding I gets to riding
You fuck with my homie then you gets to dying
It's done dilly handy in a Philly
After that me and the wifey is eating at Chili's
Dark heart like OG Bobby Johnson
Precise in every manner we're hits like Charles Bronson
When I'm on the hunt you get to playin' possum
You fuck with the state and we get to stoppin
Truth in Arizona no this ain't Cochran
'Cause down here in the desert Sam we been crossin
I-ten go crossin' always stay flossin
Proceed with caution you want me we got some
Proceed with caution you want me we got some
Written by: Thomas Joseph Fisher
