Quicksand

K-A-Z-A-N, Im from ATL It's real shit when yo check gone real quick That shit make my niggas in the street go and steal shit How tf y'all go in houses, mom and kids and don't feel shit? Like Dawg can you chill, so forreal we need a killswitch We can cut the bullshit out Get out, execute a plan Cuz what you really tryna get out holn that gun Inside yo hand Fucked up goin down can't get out, tryna make a quick band Headed to yo dungeon cuz yo legs in quicksand Just think and understand, this world is way too grand Doors I'll open if you focus you gone have to expand Your horizons, stop the violence, it decrease if you a man, Plus the world is full of little angels, it's a Dixieland When you holding smiths and glocks, etc think beforehand cuz In 1,2,3 seconds you could hit a forehead And leave somebody without they mother, living in a motherland Ion think you understand That yo metal brings madness Sadness and tears all night People wondering why they gone It won't neva feel right Without that person that you love but yeen told because a flight When they body's lovely soul floated high So all night you cry, it's heavy on yo mind screaming why? why? why? I know you felt inside you wanna die too No lie just hold on to the times, you can't let em fly by All cuz one person got greedy Didn't wanna get a job because manager had em heated Got caught up wit the law, didn't have a lawyer he couldn't beat it, His story no one reads so he'll make em all believe em He go get a gun extended clip because he feigning To take somebody shit, he'll take they life, if needed But when you down so low that's all he know It ain't easy. To turn around and grow because he know the streets bleeding And like a shark he go, he smelling blood He needs it It's real shit when yo check gone real quick That shit make my niggas in the street go and steal shit How tf y'all go in houses, mom and kids and don't feel shit? Like Dawg can you chill, so forreal we need a killswitch We can cut the bullshit out Get out, execute a plan Cuz what you really tryna get out holn that gun inside yo hand Fucked up goin down can't get out, tryna make a quick band Headed to yo dungeon cuz yo legs in quicksand Fucked up goin down can't get out, tryna make a quick band Headed to yo dungeon cuz yo legs in quicksand Fucked up goin down can't get out, tryna make a quick band Headed to yo dungeon cuz yo legs in quicksand, uhhh