Apocalypse Now

Watch me build bars like a bando Ain't running out of ammo If we duelin' Then I'm going down commando Came from the places that you can't go Praying with my hands closed Gutter in the trenches Flowers can't grow Got an and one Now he can't throw Bullets ate his ankles Tears from his momma got her lip soaked Spent my money on pistols So I don't get smoked Bought me some time So I skip low Gotta cut em' off if they VSCO Leave em' on skid row Give em' withdrawals While yo' wrist glow Lookin' Sean Jean with the drip hoes Got me on big smoke Let her on top Got her hips closed Lebanese thongs Braided crip rows Never let a bitch close Told me she gon' f*ck me from the get go Niggas turn snakes So my clique froze Nigga off sight, all night Damn right I don't miss those Said he gon' kill me he a bitch though Never land a hit, slow-motion lean back He can get blowed Rappers wanna test me They will get scoped Hittin' like some mid smoke Worst to best, nigga that's a big slope Might send my niggas up in his home Bullet to the hip bone They talk shit Til' they get chromed Heard he on top, he can get thrown Crown is on this dome Couldn't beat me out You will get domed A verbal assassin I surely hope that your seat belt is fastened I'm spitting, I'm spazzin' Your bitch said she loves me, I told her "fantastic" I will be a classic If you have any doubts just watch me go past it Don't pass less you ash it My Yeezy's is white and I'm fresh out of habit When I spit I go spastic They mosh in the pit, yeah they getting erratic Bitch, I'm buzzin' like Static They think that it's magic they followed the rabbit These niggas don't have it The heart or the soul, nor the gut or the passion Phone buttons stay mashin' I'm hittin' with combos, extendos gon' have him I just had a thought Oh yeah I just had an epiphany This why they digging me Try to fill me with doubt It's so that they can limit me Try to steal my identity They playing some games When they makin' amenities So I don't give em' energy They just want my talent They want my amenities Oh yeah Running out the back door Cracked floors We gon' push back Coors Crash course Sippin' on the back porch Last pour Oh yeah I'm a bad sort, black force Got some Jack stored Mad horse We gon' go past yours Ask Shorb Oh yeah I got these niggas in feelings Don't want what they dealing I pity him City won't feel him Show em' some bands He gon' steal em Gurney gon' wheel him Banana clip probably gon' peel him My niggas gon' eat I'm gon' meal em' Gucci belt healing Appreciate then we gon' deal em' Kitty gon' purr Got her kneeling She suck like a villain Takin' my bait she got reeled in Q, he a dick That's the real him Said to get queued in Told em' get fucked so they feuding Nigga, no, I am no human Terrestrials fuming Want me Need weapons with blueprints There isn't room so don't scoot in Scammers still spooking I just bought Jay's With your new pin I got some drugs of your choosing Niggas is losing Piggies lost count I am boosting Begged for an end to the shooting Burning and looting But nigga The Devil's intruding Skies have gone dark They are brooding Endgame is screwed in Apocalypse now, we rebooting At our own funeral Suited, barley alluded The casket 8 billion deep, uh, read em' and weep, uh It's keeping me up, I barely can sleep Bombs are bombarding Excuses, too much excuses Like how many times We go through this Asking God how could you do this Why we so foolish Warmongers Will ever act bullish It really can start to cut deep The blacker the sheep It feels like The harder to reach Nigga, I try not to preach I try just to teach But sermons Come out when I speak Oh yeah Oh yeah, oh yeah Oh yeah Oh yeah, oh yeah