Limewire

Aye, I been on my shit as of late Hit the road running, risk is not a thing Might cop me a brick and pass the weight Looking outside in, you bound to hate I just had my mission route change Never ask niggas shit, you outplayed Woah, wait, wait Dead bodies in the basement Hollow bullet to the face, if Blond give the okay Mind slipping won't break Grind different, don't chase Crime only thing pays, so My intentions all fate All black to the grave