Up (feat. Peachblood)

I be switching lanes I be flipping pains I be in situations Gotta make a play big brain I be in situations Gotta kill em, makes some gains I be stipulating Why I'm gonna take their reigns Pack it up I'm starting and I am Attacking up I'm really about to Rack it up Your bitch be like Mafia Smack it up While she back it up I just wanna know Where these haters run to home While I'm dropping all these bombs Whisper to them, "bitch shalom" With a pistol on their dome Leave em lifeless monochrome That's when i get in my zone I'm Augustus this is my rome My robustus high as hills Scoresheet filling up with kills And I'm counting down the days When I'm counting coloured bills Not discounting any Ls Just not drowning in myself But I'm counting all the ways In which I'm surmounting myself Accountability stiring up fear in your minds Waking you up in the middle of the fucking nights Making you to stop pouring your blood sucking lies Making you pour meaning in your fucking rhymes So, you come from a disjointed home? Then you're not alone but you are not a clone And I want my throne you better watch your tone Don't make pick a bone I'll make you groan and moan intone I be switching lanes I be flipping pains I be in situations Gotta make a play big brain I be in situations Gotta kill em, makes some gains I be stipulating Why I'm gonna take their reigns Pack it up I'm starting and I am Attacking up I'm really about to Rack it up Your bitch be like Mafia Smack it up While she back it up Type this shit in bold I'm a fucking 100 thousand volts In this ocean full of squids I'm a piranha forged in gold My weight is 55 iron But I'm as light as purple smoke I'm stardust I'm vain I'm laughter Double tap my life I'm growing faster The roof is not my son but I will raise it till I see it done Faded on a Sunday noon I'm grinding till I snooze the sun Accomodate all bullshit in a box I labelled 'gas' And I keep collecting dirt when I'm full I light the match I take re runs crossing lines use it as skip rope I'm obliged I don't paint till I'm offended and I don't write till I'm out my mind I catch feels and I'm impatient I want explanations twice Don't tell me to pace it down I plan to stay all lit for Life Accountability stiring up fear in your minds Waking you up in the middle of the fucking nights Making you to stop pouring your blood sucking lies Making you pour meaning in your fucking rhymes I be switching lanes I be flipping pains I be in situations Gotta make a play big brain I be in situations Gotta kill em, makes some gains I be stipulating Why I'm gonna take their reigns Pack it up I'm starting and I am Attacking up I'm really about to Rack it up Your bitch be like Mafia Smack it up While she back it up Pack it up I'm starting and I am Attacking up I'm really about to Rack it up Your bitch be like Mafia Smack it up While she back it up Pack it up I'm starting and I am Attacking up I'm really about to Rack it up Your bitch be like Mafia Smack it up While she back it up