Time is gone but the hustle not mind state create place the gat on locks if the wrong one knocks

The drama’s almost done homie I’m almost home -35 degrees below in the snow I still roll it’s over with for the doe

Now I walk with the strap demons don’t wanna attack I’ma beat you down with the bat chopping lems with the axe

Scrapping for doe hacking your cellphone jacking a car flexing a heribone selling brown bags

Just another day I travel time and space perform the great escape open up the gates money was a chase

Take over the city we still dumping still taking all the money why they still fronting

Killed over nonsense the spirit was heaven sent fire hollow shots at residents with violent instruments

When calculated moves must improve… With gods presence, he moved like… Extreme in reality, he said I’ll… Break away from your body, detachi… With a potent punch if you challen…

I salute all US troops that patro… god lookout for the poor who can’t… Half sheets and a dirt road watching as the car explodes on these grounds, suicide was a ho…

The bag keep flipping your girl still tripping the mind still drifting your thoughts keep slipping my spirit is lifted

Money moves along I aint doing wrong Cheech and Chong smoke when I write the vision like a bong

Move G’s the game is low key I ride up slow and drop 3 on the street

Repackage my lyrics in books chorus rhymes and hooks pistol whip a neighbor for the pap… sending hollow bullets at you hate… break the crowd by myself

No nonsense I’ma fire off blow the door off with the sawed off drama from last night

Beware of the shark I kill you all leave them in the dark show no mercy on my enemies with no heart