Mind of Menace

Remember dem talkin Been doin different No tension I'm eyeing the vision Yo homie say he block Spilling tea in his talk While boys out here fanta lean sipping Ian been tripping Wan catch me slippin Tunnel vision Gon fix it Just count up the digits Been flippin in tension He say he gon split it Extension Dat shot had another one missing. Guess I missed it Being optimistic Costa fitted Peeked intentions So conflicted Slow resistant Flow consistant No revision Code explicit Dont submit it Mind of menace High I'm lifted Time is ticking Rhyme been gifted Nine been clickin Climb the limits Flying out in no plane I hit My flight attendant I needa find an ordain The type of life I'm living Never listened to presentation Been the realest Since b4 I was realest They rolled the clip And caught him from Surveillance Scroll the page And flip buns Checkin minimum wages Now the homie Got some charges he's facing Instead of checkin checks Now He out checkin court Cases Remember stumpin feds Man we Wasnt having no patience We jackin the lace In chains banes Mane from the chain to the A List They said wont make it But I already tamed it If we hit a stain I'm keeping it sane On me imma tweak wit da gang Speaking too much cuz its F Ederal Choppa been ready for Anyone playin the game I just pulled up to her crib Put in work hurt her ribs And then shawty gon gemme The brain Pressure on pressure No lesser It ain't nunin special Fr this that life b4 fame I been in field on attack Dey got semis nd macs Witta tac Cuz We ain cutting slack Till I make a new rack Bring a bundle We stand back to back On da flat I got homies gats Rat tat tat tat tat To his back Hit the snap back And we Finna put anuda Hunned onna dash Witta fat patch Hitta running reckless for a bill Like its aflac Semi dropped another off his heel Hit da last batch I just make em dance like kubo Bollin wit my dawgs like cujo Shawty drop it down like sumo Talkin really ian worried what u know And he breathin all his flavs no fructose They just hit a 3 0 on my new post Might just gotta eat out no blue coast Nd he flexin wit his poles no cootoes Keep a stick in my corner If he running up I heard y'alls boys hit a lick U ain run me nun Put a clip to his gut Like a tummy tuck Up the truck Got him running like he forest gump Painting out the pave like Frida I be killin rap ain't singing Alsina Murder everybody onna forum John Cena Had to get into it When dem boys tried to knee him Getting too high Burn up sativa Cheated on my back When u said u dont need em Taking all dis perkies Swear to God my homie fiend dem If that bittie never on da slide Den u should leave Just dont keep them I switched the game When they thought I was frontin U fixed yo face When u saw I was buzzin Cartiers peekin Lay low it's no lovin Watch how u speakin I'm something from nothing