South Side Suicide (Remix)

This that real hip hop That pull up get your shit rocked Drop a couple thousand on a mother fucking wrist watch Slit your fucking throat and make your mother fucking bitch watch Feel like alfred hitchcock i'm a fuckin psycho when i walk up in the spot Got a lot of haters cuz i'm headed to the top Motherfuck a cop Breaking down doors so motherfuck a lock Give a fuck about a law You know we go hard We wild like a barn And you know that we won't stop All thicc bitches, gripping hidden switches Came from rags to riches but i'll make my bitch the richest If i have to Needle in your skin like a tattoo Feelin like I'm Denzel with the taboo All my boys go nuts like cashews But we bouta cash out On some Raf shoes We some baboons But we got gorillas Corny ass rappers claiming that they'll kill us Now i'm rocking jordan's but i came from rocking filas Send me to the hospital you know that i'm the illest All of us untouchable ain't no one can feel us I might kill a pussy i can put that on grave, overdosed once And they think that i'm insane, take oxys to the brain With some codeine to the face, hope my shit ain't laced Not tryna meet my fate, put an end to my name Before i change the game, before i reach the fame Homicidal thoughts running through my mind Running out of luck yeah i'm running out of time Only way to escape is to hide behind my rhymes Lock a young boul i was holding dimes I hide behind my lies I ain't dead yet but not sure if i'm alive South jersey serpent Bitch i'm on a roll Wherever i go, all the bitches foll-ow I won't ever fall off i'm already the goat Smoking on some dro, take it to the throat Get high when i'm low Never would be shit without help from my bros I don't need no hoes Got no time for those Talk down on my boys and i'll fill you up with holes That's the way it goes Didn't have no money until Marino's I was making dough just to make some dough Rolling through my city i ain't ever alone Your girl be on my phone Begging me to bone Everybody hate me cuz they know that i'm up next Triple digit checks and i couldn't care less Might use it just to flex Might spend it on your ex I could spend a hundred thousand and still not be in debt Lookout for me on your radio station Even when up all these pussies still hating Smoke in my face leave my eyes looking asian Spitting straight fire my studio blazing