Lyrics:
Fearless
With a very pointed bonny fingers tryna grip my mood
No you ain't got nothing on me since I've got nothing to prove
You tried to make me
I'm king of the south
I'm loud proud
Boogie down
I stand my ground
I'm in my workin boots
I'm sipping booze
Shotgun pointed right at you
Don't
Na, na-na, boo-boo
Big Glock, and it's pointed at you
And my nigga, bang suwoop
Na, na-na, boo-boo
Na, na-na, boo-boo
We all up in G5
Turnin' up,
a need me some compression
Lots of pressure it's pointed to where I'm resting
Lots of pressure it's pointed to where I'm resting
(Uh)
(Lots of pressure
As inviting as an unlocked door
You were so softly spoken for
And off the pavement
You brought me into your storm
And no constellation pointed
and fifties
You know we can get it popping automatic pointed straight at your noggin (yeah)
So I heard the ops was plotting Imma make it I will not be
rejection
Blankets of words you left are haunting
Slowly creeping inside
Like the sharp pointed end of a knife
I can't shoulder the blame
Suffer the lies
confinement
My girl she's got a loaded gun
I'm always on the run
From that loaded gun
As she pointed to my head
Why don't you think about the sun
Shining in
I'm in this shit with the trigger fingers pointed on me
Fuck all your feelings I'm saucin'
Pray to God they don't cross me
All on a bird sittin' baby
Heartless boy, now is gettin' bigger
Finger on the trigger
Gun pointed at the temple
I just wanna feel the shiver
Finger on the trigger
But they just know
You, you ain't a hitman
Ain't no assassin is gonna take me out
You, a pistol pointed at a tank
Even at point blank you can't take me out
No shot you
pointed at you)
While the sheets cover your face
(So wake up)
(Stop crying)
You look so innocent girl
(So only get what you deserve)
I bet he's by your
Whoooooh!
Pointed at your temple with the intent to kill -> Method
[Ras T]
Finally, could it be?
The long awaited MC, bustin shots from my drop-Z
that I have left, I'm reaching out for you
If I was blindfolded, if my memory was erased
If every sign pointed to another place, I'd still find you
I
prize
B-I-G bitch that's the size
Gettin' in between her thighs, yeah
AK-47 pointed at your fuckin' dome
I'm a soldier like from Rome
Come and find you
But the poison waits
And I know
You won't wait
You try to hide it but the scent remains
I'll bleed
For your greed
Take your pointed teeth and get away
feel my sound huh
I see the spirits around
Don't know when I'm going down
This weed I'm smoking too loud
Feel pointed out in the crowd
I'm rising high
night lovemaking
When you had my legs
Spreaded as wide as the heavens
And my toes pointed
Towards the constellations
Your body's trajectory
Intensely
so let's talk, aye
Everyday I just be stuck in my thoughts, aye
I was struggling so I had to take it to God, aye
So He pointed a path for me so I could
lock
Pointed this heater and it melt your face
I'll grab a rack make the bread do a Ted talk
Diamonds be dancing they do the dab and the robot
Stick
pointed to me
What did I do wrong?
Then I was running at the main street
Nothing but an awful dream
Running scared when my telephone rings
So, I lost my
want to know
My name has left a blank inside of crawl space
Her eyes are pointed to
Another breeze turned away from me
Never really here or really left
Do what you can to make a dollar
Look really pretty for 1 hour
Life's a photo
Without a frame without a color without a name
Eight cop guns pointed
the trigger
What about the gun
Pointed at the ones you love
Build up your intolerance
Intolerance
Build up your intolerance
Intolerance
I’m coming for it
Better
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