Lyrics
Creeping on em
Stay low i got the seeker on em
Sick dog he oughta sick that boy
I don't know why they sleeping on him
Switch face and you gone see me turn myself into black skin
Into ash a scythe on the back
I'm like the reaper on em
Peak performance
I been feeling great
As of late
Don't know bout the others
Bout my mother sure they relate
About to drop another
Won't discover process we make
Sit back you can't chase
The pack we done ate
Murder beats at
Capital rates
We take the seat
I mean the throne at
Will at our pace
I stay discreet sometimes alone
When smacked to the face
Ain't fucking with snakes
Come on no dramatics my way
I hurdled the race
I'm going to the wind there's no brakes
Looks like you fucked up
I fucked ya bitch face
You lacking trust funds trust me dawg
She worth the wait
Im on the next one
When she call
I'm running late
I'm over debates
I never had something say
Power to the people
This the one and only sequel
I don't need no desert eagle
I got something way more lethal
Mine is my cerebral
You could never see what we do
Inspired your favorite heroes
I'm swinging from all the buildings
Revealing these awful villains
Your girl she in her feelings
Revealing all her positions
Concealing your oppositions
I'm in her guts on the ceilings
On my scary movie shit
Kick the kung fu out this bitch
Got some waygu with a spliff
Take a hit
Pull that shit
Pulled that bitch
Oh nah there he go again
Always searching for a friend
Interviewed no Letterman
Finally got a better view so you know I cant let em in
I been testing faith
Sorry had to take my place
I ain't in front of the line
But I ain't walking blind either
Laces stay untied but you could never fill my sneakers
And stop it with that lying I ain't trynna make an Ether
Like
Ooh
Like
You know we kept it chill
Always been the kind to run over plenty of hills
Always on my mind how to reel the mass appeal
I know that one day it's gone shine we gonna build
A legacy
It's go time
Weed those feelings
Got the breath of me
Assorting lines
No dope dealings
Nigga test my chi
And you gone find that line of pressure you don't wanna see
The side that shine is when my temper get the of best of me
My third degree
Took me from prentice to opportunities
That's new to me
The lesson was leverage
Ain't acting foolishy or clueless
Got them wits as weapons
You busy smacking ya loose lips
Who's this
Uhhh
Couldn't give two shits
Ever since Los and I did the climb and we dropped ruthless
Ever since getting better with time we are that movement
Ever since it was all on the line and we moved in
When a struggle was certain
Still on our grind
Not being winded
We fucked up
Plenty of times
But i still trust this process of mine
And I don't feel the need to have a conversation of lies
You can compensate for my time or you'll be paying the fine
Nigga
Why you acting superstitious
Know religions that'll hold me down
For my forgiveness
Know my business
Even know my conversations
Pray to lord for all my patience
Boy i'm hotter than the pavement
She don't need no reclamation
Bitch suck my
Wait
Suck my dick
I done made a couple mistakes
Each take just opened the gates
I'm aiming straight for the face
These gates ain't pearly but hey
I get a dollar day
Stand alone in my place
You niggas thought it's a race
Ooh ohh
I'm swinging through
Like i'm spider-man
Got the highest views
On the tv news
There I am with my trace
Make no mistakes
DOOM had the mask
Ask myself
Oughta cover my face too
I'm too fucking beautiful
Always got excuses huh
An inexcusable nigga with an unusual flow
If you ever left your shoes at my door
Just know that I got you down the road
Throw em on because it's cold
But my Ferragamo colder
Niggas became older
Nuggets became boulders
Niggas switching up the quota
All because they say that they know ya
WRITERS
Antonio Pena, Carlos Villagran
PUBLISHERS
Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
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