Infinity 888 (feat. Yung Scopp)

He see the sun so he on limited time So if a bullet meant to hit him he gon live through his rhymes They like to see the shade when there’s too much shine They see the surface but what’s not on his mind, he be going through hard times Man what happened to longevity Man my idols dead, he 20 what you tellin me I just started fucking with this flows and his melodies His life was cut short and is probably over jealousy Man I get it, it’s only two hoes You hiding your face with one so the other one won’t know People think it’s all just sex and weed smoke But are enemies increase the more that we blow You know Man it’s crazy how life gets, put a bullet in a brain don’t even get life since Make sense? Make cents Time you spend it on your bond Man f*ck pitchfork.com Take number one, whatta you invision The cruel world society we live in Everyone born for a reason Das a fucked decision, misconception of the world However you perceive it, believe it This How we breathe it, this is how we see it I’m drownin in the deepest, thoughts of man That knows he’s born to die, kinda like Cobain, we call it suicide Travelin through the infinity uh Crashin the whip right in front of me uh You be the one bump into me uh, I’m godly but don’t be afraid of me uh Talkin kind of wreckless, ya f*ck up get ya head split Do it again and flip it like pancake goin for breakfast Ima bout to mark you off my motherfuckin checklist A list to c least to be the fuckin greatest Call me William Macy cuz I’m motherfuckin shameless Up the fuckin Choppa use an ak leave you brainless Spend years at the crib, I don’t feel the pain no more I don’t feel the pain no more Gotta get it how I live, I don’t feel the pain no more I don’t feel the pain no more Spend years at the crib, I don’t feel the pain no more I don’t feel the pain no more Gotta get it how I live, I don’t feel the pain no more I don’t feel the pain no more “Steel” a flow, I forge bars like a blacksmith Tend to get aggressive, if you see me just be passive I’m young and think that I’m handsome, cold, ice yeah that straight be dancin And if he think I can’t catch him Man I Man I Man I got a lasso, wrap him Throw him off the edge in laughter, hope his fam can find his ashes I’m placid, and bout that action, try me if you think you have it GPS, get yo head mashed in Understand the things that we do to caus I’m guessing you just cause trafficked