Diagnosis

Lemme fix your problems Cure for your diagnosis death Always talking on the net All that bogus that you said That's why I give no notice Fore I'm stomping on your head Voices in my focus Fore I'm stomping on your Watch where you messing because you ain't used to pressing I been inside of my corner Always resting always stressing shit Time to let it out You gon' never steal my route When I'm toting with my rocket Then you losing all your doubts huh Pull up with the AK Shots gon' make 'em vacate Imma twisted type of fucker this my definition of playdate Loud barks don't phase me When your bite has been known to lack Trigger finger really itchy That's another you ain't get back Sacrifices must be made to go and tote amongst the greats I don't give a f*ck already know my heart been filled with hate You ain't never hear me say I already ate Always got more stomach for you fucks up on my dinner plate Toss and turn invade your dreams yeah Sever connections in your neurals with my beam yeah I move in darkness and covert all your regime yeah Not a single f*ck loyal to you guess that been the theme huh Racking it back Like I always seem to fucking do Bullet grenades you ain't never escape I'd find you even at the bottom of the lake Fangs out, rang out, man down What a fucking curse Gang out, bang out, back down You gon' fucking hurt Fill the scatty with the pack Only care 'bout body stacks Pull up on ya make ya buffer Cover you just fucking lack Your shawty she gon' turn sides Fake love with fake eyes White lies and pain ties gon' f*ck you when we slide Lemme fix your problems Cure for your diagnosis death Always talking on the net All that bogus that you said That's why I give no notice Fore I'm stomping on your head Voices in my focus Fore I'm stomping on your head