Lyrics:
of a master
You never thought you'd be bodied by a bastard
A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats
Break necks of broke souls who hate me
Hate he? you can't
(ehn)
I'm assured (ehn) his plans for me are plans of peace
Eyes have not seen
Hearts have not conceived it
So (ah) we cannot be deceived by what we
wack, matter fact
It's like a cat from Mexico
That trap all kinda yay
(Kanye) wearin' a MAGA hat
A holy shirt and a pair
Of Yeezy's tryna swagger jack
You
I'm writin this cause I'm out of it
And I'm bored as shit Call me Plywood Jim
Or Woody Slim maybe Johnson Twig
It don't matter bitch you can call me Tim
get it
Smith and Wesson Armageddon
Too many cars and clothes jewels and hoes
Ski mask camo bottomless ammo
Check, planes and cocaine love from
hand her a hunnid (What's that)
That's not enough to get a
Bra outta Banana Republic (Broke nigga)
Say, big nuts and a bigger heart
You a scrub in these
when time stopped.
Garcia does something that makes me forget about those car speakers forever. Garcia, a genius, grabs me by the arm and he walks me out
follow your heart
Even when you feel like your life falling apart
Gotta let your light shine bright outta the dark
No matter what I'll never compromise my
(No matter how hard I try, look to the sky, and I ask God why)
Nobody don't care
(Seems like my dreams, drowned in by screams, no answer to my
(No matter how hard I try, look to the sky, and I ask God why)
Nobody don't care
(Seems like my dreams, drowned in by screams, no answer to my
protection
Learn a lesson from a Smith & Wesson
Hug the block just for affection
So ironic, it's da pressing
Come out y'all boys in blue
Gimme a fair one and I
the Smith and Wessun is depressin
Niggaz keep stressin, the same motherfuckin question
How many shots does it take, to make my heart stop
and my body start
nines in the bedroom, Glocks in the kitchen
A shotty by the shower if you wanna shoot me while I'm shittin'
Uhh, the lesson from the Smith and Wesson is
(Uncle Cal)
And no matter what they do
And no matter what they say
Cos when tomorrow comes you'll stay
(Never give up on your love) (Love, love)
keep it movin'
'Cause in your heart you feel you ain't got nothin' to be provin'
Whether Chocolate or Vanilla
Or ya somewhere in between
Like
the work
From a Mexican bullets eat
A nigga flesh it don’t matter
Which vest he in
I’m thinking of a couple ways for
Me to go and benefit
And Now I’m
how bitches tense up
When Scarlett 'round
Niggas get the heart to holla while
We up in the club
But get intimidated when they see
Me sitting on dubs
I
I spit a verse and cause global warming
I keep that smith on me like a Mormon
Me and my brother united a kingdom
No Brexit just flexing and kept em
do I entertain y'all with my disrespect?
Respectfully (Great John on the beat, by the way)
Lil Nas X gon' catch AIDS and die like Eazy-E (he is)
it on the furnace
I reach another level but I'm low on hearts
Yeah, should I keep going or hit restart?
We been going round in circles just divide by
Get your ammo and stand strong
The enemy's in your heart, you ain't gotta look far
Let's get it on
Get'cha gear and prepare for war
Niggas runnin'
ya like?
Red I flight the night
From L.A. to N.Y.
I'm Harlem bound
You see how bitches tense up, when Scarlett 'round
Niggas get the heart to holla
Imma heart breaker soul taker money maker
I got 30 racks in the safe I'm a life saver wait
Keep balling feel like kobe with the lakers mac sprayer
the Three 6
40 Cal. in my draws runnin from them laws
a clip is rolled in my sock, I'm hoping that I don't fall
I'm certainly hittin corners,
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