Fear Factor

(Intro) : This what I Go Oh Woah cye , cye , cye (Hook): Enphamus I cant go deep into stories Bout times a nigga went glock for glock With the opps My nigga went shot for shot with the opps Its smoke We settin up shop for the opps Connected in Bama My nigga be mobile than mobile Trappin that thang Off a four wheel Tellin you niggas be bold Till his mama shed mo tears Im in the street Like a reindeer He don't stand up When he rappin On god he can't even wear his chain here He dont even claim what he bang here We in the street Where you don't gotta give yo partner Soul To get you some fame here Last shot Made me a name here Wanna hear what Im rappin They feelin the same fear Industry feelin the same fear If a young nigga make it He bringing the gang fear (Gang) (Verse): Young Rocket This bread make niggas get jelly like jiff I can burn a few bridges i know how to swim I was bailin out niggas Thats tryna jump ship How you fold on yo niggas To f*ck with a bitch I cant give you the rock If you dont want assists cll i speak is the truth I aint talkin paul peirce These niggas be bitches Like sasha they fierce How you claim that you real But you did what you did I was givin you dimes Back When i had them nicks I was showin you love Back When i had them bricks Feel like call of duty Im watchin my six I came along way From the back of them bricks We stayed in them partments We didnt have shit Sometimes it no water We didnt have rent Pot boilin the water To wash up and shit I can never go under I float like a fish You cant put me under Like i had some gills 30 shots out the drake Smell burnin rubber You try BGM Knock the piece out yo puzzle These niggas just rap Had them packs on the shuttle I was working 3 jobs Just to make my pack double I hit up my sneaky I aint come to cuddle Lil sexy bitch chocolate We smokin on truffles She suckin my dick Till my tip start to bubble (Hook): Enphamus I cant go deep into stories Bout times a nigga went glock for glock With the opps My nigga went shot for shot with the opps Its smoke We settin up shop for the opps Connected in Bama My nigga be mobile than mobile Trappin that thang Off a four wheel Tellin you niggas be bold Till his mama shed mo tears Im in the street Like a reindeer He don't stand up When he rappin On god he can't even wear his chain here He dont even claim what he bang here We in the street Where you don't gotta give yo partner Soul To get you some fame here Last shot Made me a name here Wanna hear what Im rappin They feelin the same fear Industry feelin the same fear If a young nigga make it He bringing the gang fear (Gang)