STILL ON THE LOOSE

Somebody fucked up & opened the gate Go for the kill and there aint no debate Aint no escape leaving the blood On top of the body im cleaning the plate Keeping the faith seeing the way they be talkin About me im keeping it safe Leaving the place covered in mud Im jumping the fence & i flee in a wraith Never came close to the shit i seen When i stay around ghost in the shit i dream The shit i need is guns with a red eye beam Instead i clean the streets with a melody The threat i be to people is dare i deem A full blown killshot better get my cream But i would never pill pop better get my weed Its been years still killing it when i write these And they know that im stupid my GPA low i dont know im doing Im crashing this bitch i dont know what im proving These rappers are biting my flow when im moving A matter of time its a matter of when I got more enemies than i got friends Lookin at shit thru a whole different lenses Tired of this whip man i need me a benz this where it ends Innovative with the incinerator i kill a hater Motivated nobody bigger than what i bring to paper Disintegrator when im in the mode behead a gator Hella data behind the murder they wanna dedicate a Cell to me melody better be heavenly devil be 70 meters away from the fuckin methamphetamine Ketamine for the enemy Better be with the cheddar B cause the way you addressing me is fuckin with my energy A man im a god with a plan for the takeover Gimme 15 bitch then the break over Brodie got that switch for the brave soldiers so Thank you america for great motives Im a brand new pot when i get too hot F*ck 12 shots i need 3 yachts With atleast 4 bottles and 5-6 models To wet these goggles when i eat box And yo i feel like i can do anything Something is brewing It got me pursuing a terrible doing We came to ya block & then turn it to ruins The scope with a zoom i gotta zoom in And take out the shooter the government sueing I come with the broom Momma told me to kill everything the very second im out of the womb & Its gettin abrasive Gang shit bitch out of the basement Scary story when im Back to the basics Carry dodies on me im boutta face it never replace it You is a federal agent working a day shift Man they be testing my patience 300 grams in a bag on a track We doper than fetty amazing This aint the culture im dying for Life's a bitch she a lying whore Somebody shooting outside the store And we ducking the bullets to fire more Name anybody thats tryna brawl And imma call bro to get em out the car F*ck a mask with a hidden face Imma leave a trace of a broken jaw