Shooting Gallery (feat. LetTheDirtSayAmen)

Yea I let my bitch kick it Got a little close from a quarantine visit Got a little dope slangs nicks Curve pitching The blood on the page From wrist slitting Yell Gang First Yell Green All First Team You verse my verse gleamed I verse the verse like king With everything gone Kiss the ring So when you fall asleep I redeem So if they call 12 I'm a beam Lightning The mic steam Pressure bust pipes You niggas just like memes My uncles a pipe dream And I don't know how to explain what that means Wish I had enough to wipe clean But living in the dirt this is what life brings I'm leaning on my Earth she my A Alike Being He drag feet on the turf The crowd screams I'm on a cloud no percs Making mics cling F*ck wit me like right wings Cheers to bitch niggas trying to size Green You get jacked at the bottom of the bean We made crack had the jars spinning steam Without a heart Until it's hard for the feens In a car full of dreams My life cards was a ace and four queens Going all in With a scheme beyond means How the f*ck I get this far from my teens Every Saturday morning was like a dream Watching moms cooking while I'm watching younger me's The hunger wasn't enough for her to feed The slumber still in a rut we gotta breathe Ayo Kaim can I kick it? A tribe called WEST It was MADNESS in the District Nights beyond NEON DEION It was PRIMETIME Freon Beyond eons Twisting Mai Thai's (My ties ) TIONNE Belly T BOZ Never left I Been cold Ben's Chili Bowl Saying Timmy Even if you cook the HARDAWAY You made it to the stove I been ten toes Slim bend flows Like birth control AYE I been unemployed But it's working tho My gang Gang Starr Take it personal Knowing A I am the Answer Check the vertical Misery Breaking ankles Get a pedestal Then you'll be on my level Check the decibels Loud records Medical Wi-Fi iCloud edibles Machine guns Kelly I am Reggie Miller No filler KNICK KILLER In the garden Beard gang James Harden All these babies In the game Look who's talking Booga foot Sugar in the stockings Christmas came early bro Gift rap Hurry HOE That Mayor Barry MOE Beat yo feet RUN JOE So you can get it While it last How can I be righteous With this blood upon my hands? I just won a Wammie Tell them niggas Kiss my ass Listen man Vision and Lack thereof Can probably Send a man (Sinner man ) Straight to hell's kitchen In a prison van Gasoline draws on With the can Match dot com CRUSH Long arm Open hand Closed (Clothes ) Got my soul in a cycle This is spin class Dryer land Don't drown On a riff raft How high Demand Low key for the low low I demand RESPECT Head high Kill em with the NO NO Living reckless but get buried like a dignitary My death be epic like when sosa sent his military Life is hectic you just end up in a cemetery Laying dead or drunk pouring liquor Where all your friends are buried We gonna live it fly like u did In your memory We can't let it slide, we gonna ride On our enemies Leave a brother dead in the streets Keep that energy Hit the bar smoke on this weed And drink some Hennessy Still, Niggas is coppin quaps I got the watts for crops Hot'n spots Coming thru on pocket yachts .. ugh You know the flavor pop You love it like your favorite spot I keep a razor sharp ID and blaze a narc You niggas faking I been bringing home the bacon Like the butcher I been cooking on the Coleman in the hotel Base sails Reefer and the coke waft Cutting thru the smells of what the hoes sell