Hunt

Yea yea yea Here to get ya mind right Here to get ya mind right Yea Get ran over when CioOnTheTrack bitch Yea yea Here to get ya mind right Yea This type of shit that ease my mind While I'm on the hunt for the next prey You know it's killed or be killed I cant be prey Shit you know we all hustling for better days Lord guild me through these obstacles Get it how you can just be safe Stay ready from getting ready At ease that's what my OG told me That's what my OG told me You the type of nigga that say I put it on everything But ain't got shit Keep it on me if I'm showing it Then I'm pushing shit Back to the future I go Here's the black morty bitch Pussy money weed That Be my starter kit F*ck who you start with I only eat with the ones that stick around True colors start to show When that opportunity and the dough Come around gotta separate The G's from the Clowns yea Made my mind up when I said F*ck that 9-5 shit Rather get it out the mud Then slave trick bitch I grind like my last name hawk I rather do than talk Unless it's about digits yea Got me like what's the ticket Aye we gone run this shit up Got me like what's the ticket nonstop, on God Only green in my vision Focus on my 20/20 When I lost it all I saw Who was really with me When you broke your loyalty I knew I couldn't show The hurt in me I just kept it trill Like my OG told me I'm Astro Cena bitch You cant see me I'm somewhere bosses be Still with low life's Grounded but I stay fly