Lyrics:
here by a bitch dude
That didn't know how to resolve they issue
You had a life but now they dismissed you
You gone
Give a bitch ass mark some chrome
That
(You know this album, I'ma say it like this yo)
(I'm tellin' everybody right now, 2022)
(That Game and Hit gon' be dangerous, mark my words)
'em grown and then watch 'em lead
Let me proceed, bumpin' that that Californication, by the Red Hot
Fuck around and then hit 'em with a red dot
Y'all
ducking when you running or they gonna hit ya
Them West side guys will get ya
Burning the rubber off the 20's before they get with ya
Them South side boys
a shadow that wears suit and tie
Marks, marked by his green eye
Risen from the lake of fire
He walks the Earth, intent most vile
Greased palms, subprime
paid
Not by financial aid, but a raid of hits
Causing me to take long trips
I'm the original teacher of this type of style
Rockin' off-beat with
Rebel, renegade, must stay paid
Not by financial aid, but a raid of hits
Causing me to take long trips
I'm the original teacher of this type of style
renegade, must stay paid
Not by financial aid, but a raid of hits
Causing me to take long trips
I'm the original teacher of this type of style
Rockin'
degrees
I'm on my sub zero shit I be letting it breeze
Just made my album in a week I did that shit with ease
No weapon you form against me will ever
I been going now
I think all my haters finally notice now
Just made another album prolly throw it out
Know I’ll make another, I ain’t slowing down
I'm warring, so my wife
Will never have to know Tina
My Sisters were never edified
I was left heated fired the cold in my heart
So my son won't know
the worst shit
Everything and every motherfucker gets dealt with accordingly
Mark my words
See I remember on The Coming album
You know when there was only
Have you hit your mark?
Is it your way to win?
Locked down in the park
Bush red in the dark
A hole in my heart
Pierced by your javelin
Shotgun in
Wit rhymes that appear clearer than liquid crystal
My lyrical is more visual than television screen pixels
I fire pistols, hit you wit' miniature
Why you wanna be my Zanna? Why you wanna be my Zanna?
80k streams on an album by myself, started wvvy crew and I did that by myself
I remember 2017 all
All of these lucid nightmares so intense
Now I am scarred from reality
Broken by fallacies
My heart is shattered
Will no longer have to pretend
nigga?
By the end of the record I will have ended you niggas
These niggas hate to see him playing off the script that he wrote
They be like "Why he call
How are you stoppin' us? They is not toppin' us
You know I had to cop that shit just by the twos
Blood in my chakra, I will not pop at ya
Put money
All that we've asked ourselves
Will fall like leaves over the edge
All the question marks that used to fill our heads
Will remain just like memories
you by surprise because we switching up the lines
Stay true to you and invest in what you're into
Five figures hit
That's another goal ticked off my
all the facts
Each track will leave a mark, so in a way, it's just like smack
Feel the wave, eyes contract, queen heroine has the king's back
Feel
right now
Even though this helps me to sort my goals by priority
The time it will take me to finish my goals is not guaranteed
On top of that new
Pop-pop turn your sweater to a crop top
Killin' you and whoever in that drop top
Etcetera, etcetera and it will not stop
Just shoot, shoot like doot,
To those leading revolutions
Skitcha’s gunna’s music
Ammunition can be found in decisions made
Fired shots can hit targets from light-years away
Far from
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