CODE BLACK
SAM TEZ
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Lord have mercy Security Security We got a code black Yeah Lately I been Sitting in court more than I'm sitting in church Seeing my mother cry I swear that shit hurts Still having nightmares of seeing myself in the back of a hearse Pray for the best But prepare for the worst Second lap coming soon I got like four different projects in the works Realised my capabilities back when I dropped the first Chicks dig me cause their niggas drag my name through the dirt I pray all you pussy niggas get merked But I... keep a crucifix up on my pendant Uh, it's genius the way I pen it Cook and record crack Now I guess its time to sell it Pablo Picasso flow whilst I'm holding my pellet I mean palette, madness They biting my style but I ain't stressing I'm in stitches like I just removed my appendix Concrete jungle where I learned all my lessons Where I'm from there's no such thing as happy endings So lemme paint the picture for you Lemme sketch it out Had to mix water with soap just to stretch it out So don't ever ask me what all of this flexings bout Cause where I'm from they would take me out So I don't make it out And I got feds on my case tryna stress me out But cuffing seasons the only time I get arrested now The illest out The sickest out And that's without a doubt With these punchlines just call me Forrest Pacquiao Got a real thick barbie... with cellulite Where I'm from, know some youngins that might sell you white When I'm rolling I might have a couple tickets on me And nah they ain't for the Mayweather, McGregor fight Yeah But they don't get me though Really had that white girl with us Ain't talking Demi Rose This is my... straight felon flow But shhh... I ain't telling though Been feeling super man its like I'm fuckin' Lois Lane Fuckin' on a chick and I don't even know her name Lifestyle crazy Ain't even made it It's so insane Know niggas in love with the presser Pushin' that nova cane Uh, but I'm just out here tryna murder beats Keep God first Ain't nobody gonn' murder me Been dropping the hardest shit but it goes unnoticed But imma make sure that all these niggas heard of me I'm the one Ain't no doubt that I'm the one Only look back behind me just to see how far I've come Locked in the vault I got like four hundred songs So this here's just a prelude of what I've got to come Cause I been chasing this so long that now my feet hurt My communication skills they need work Said she could done dirty when I cut her off cause I don't need her Silly bitch, shoulda done her research You can't do me dirty Simply cause that's probably what I'm sippin' Lil' Forrest they don't wanna see me winnin' Got her with her legs behind her head Man I don't understand these women Talk about compromising positions Flow like water Take up the shape of whatever you put me in Deliver the news to you Just like a bulletin Take your song and I'll rip it to shreds until I'm sick of it Your shit is what imma put bullets in, mmm! Force to be reckoned with Second I'll never settle with F*ck earning my stripes Nigga my shit is leopard print Steelo outta this world I'm not the one you can level with But now there's trouble in paradise Man they should never let me in
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