Society

Yeah Hit em with the venom There's no need to pretend No way to prevent it No way to contend it I know you offended Man I'm in the end zone Put a bad bitch in the friend zone Sending Innuendos I'm on the come up not seeking the fame Just playing the game You all sound the same Can't really complain I'm playing my cards like I'm David Blaine Yall need some help like yall Mary Jane I'm staying sane in my own lane Ice in my veins like some cocaine Bars too sick I need some codeine Shooting my shot like I'm Kobe When I get the gat never missing Gotta hit the gas twenty twenty vision Yeah I'm on a mission Making hard decisions This is independent Never was dependent Young boy on the grind Running from the ops Never trust a op Always got a glock Rip Floyd He never deserved it No one is perfect Family was hurting Opened the curtain Society burning Humanity turning F*ck all that racist shit Making deep catches no baseball mitt Out on the field we don't play that Shit's really superfluous Like curfew is She twerking it Back and forth it's immaculate I'm packing heat Attacking it Find me on a fucking statuette It's factual Bob n weave I strike back I'm a sight to see I don't slack Left Jack Right Hook Verse so fire find me in a cookbook Never took shit from no one Yeah it takes one to know one All yall pussies should grow some Living in this shitty society Where the f*ck the equality Boutta unleash the other side of me Yeah I got that inner fight in me Animosity Nothing stopping me People hating cuz they bitches barking up my tree I'm shooting shots berettas Ops would never man Seats got Leather Girls Vanilla Man Beat so sick like Salmonella Fam Giving inches like a fucking weather man She got tired so she used her other hand Shot wet super soaker When I hit the dash Steve Nash Flow give you whip lash Gotta sit back When I hit that On this sick track Got them big racks Crunchy like a Kit Kat when I spit that Mother passed Fourteen I couldn't feel I couldn't see I wasn't me No one understands shit You don't know who the f*ck I am Who I be What I see What I do Not shit How I grew How I knew How I move How I think Yall ignorant And fidgeting When I lay these bars I don't give a shit This the last time I'm finna say this shit I got emotions too Still feeling bruised But I act it out Like I'm Tom Cruise I got new shoes Like I'm Flight Crew It is nothing new I'm in my bag passing obstacles No binoculars It is tactical Yes it's practical One swift move and you act a fool You fucking with my bitch You really think you slick I don't got just one I am popping off Run the one v one Yeah I won this one This shit aint for fun Yeah I'm in it To win it To kill it To finish To crush it I feel it I'm with it I'm chilling Don't matter you're bluffing My will is unmatched I'll put you on blast Usain I'm fast You'll finish in last Like Jordan I'm ready to give it my last