34 (feat. That God Rio & Thomas M)

I'm on my lane; yeah Paving my way; Stuck on em cross roads; confused still imma pray; Bow down on my knees; Blood on my hands ; Imma go murder you if you gon f*ck with my scene and my game; I got em hates im eatin them energies, You copyin my style, like i couldnt have known of it; My numbers risin, so imma go flex with it, Yo bitch she wildin, cuz she got the taste of me, Imma go hard with the beat; Preaching my messege like visionary; Goverment crooked you see; Reptilian brain, acting , celebrity Their pockets are full with the green, Red color top with the white collar T's Minding my buisness you see; Puffin ad sippin that JD lowkey; Man i been wildin im trippin im high and im hustlin working on 24 7 ( For real ) Since i got caught in the shit i been proving my innocence, walkin these miles like a veteran Tired of iggnorance, (still) servin em sentence, i been in the game, man im dying for real Im tired of bullshit , my blood they dying for bread, on the streets Reporters they cheaters they acting like branches for politics, man its all hard to believe. I got my tale, I got my stories, Im the voice of the streets; I got my demons; i got my glory, Still i go run for that glitters; My project they pile up like virus; When i gon sell they gon pay for my voice for real yeaahh.. !!! I'm on my lane; yeah Paving my way; Stuck on em cross roads; confused still imma pray; Bow down on my knees; Blood on my hands ; Imma go murder you if you gon f*ck with my scene and my game; I pull up alone Staring the streets like it's home Hand you my crown I be the God, feel my soul I pull up alone Staring the streets like it's home Hand you my crown I be the God, feel my soul I'm here for eternal, my war is all critical, digging your grave None of it matters cause Iam the vengeance, and y'all been disgraced Look where I come from, No demons, None evil, No Lucy, I conquer Surrounded with loved ones, my vision of death is all clean and it's formal Pick up my pen and the paper, No letter, my hustle on fire, devour the enemies, no felonies, y'all thought I was down in my cemetery My Strategies come naturally, goons in the dark keep hunting me I'm running the numbers, I'm prodigy I'm prodigy I'm on my lane; yeah Paving my way; Stuck on em cross roads; confused still imma pray; Bow down on my knees; Blood on my hands ; Imma go murder you if you gon f*ck with my scene and my game;