Flockin'

Stones thrown at a n*gga but
I'm never throwing scissors
Got the gat pull it back
And you know I'm sending missiles
Mentally a f*cking cage match
With you n*ggas
I'm the victor like my last name Cruz
I'm offensive
Going against me you 'gon lose
No incentive for commencing
Walking in the shoes of my mental
You'll be finished
P*ssy ass n*ggas I would never
Call 'em mister
Thinking you above me
That's a false image
Some of these b*tches don't get it
Life's a game but
Ya'll still treat that sh*t like it's a scrimmage
Either way I'm winning
'Cause there ain't no happy endings
We all die
Now to everybody I'm a cynic
Think of myself more as a menace
Tryna set the world on fire
Guess that's a f*cking mission
Fairly odd but I always get my wishes
Never at the bottom
Keep myself from out the ditches

Yeah
They 'gon flock
They 'gon flock
They 'gon flock (flock, flock)
They 'gon flock
They 'gon flock
They 'gon flock (flock, flock)
They 'gon flock
They 'gon flock
They 'gon flock
They 'gon flap they wings
And they 'gon flock

They 'gon flock to a n*gga
Makin' moves like me
Gon ruffle they feathers
And spread they wings
Heads turn like the white girl
That vomit green
Money burn
Really don't mean sh*t to me
Wait what?
Nah n*gga just joking
Work hard so my pockets
Can look like cheese
Creator of my destiny
Like barns animal
Like a street on sesame
Been hard, built of stone or concrete
Bought the whip to the crib
No that sh*t not leased
This sh*t just a tease 'til the tape release
But people already flocking
To hear me speak
So I, just kill it 'til my bank holding millions
People keep flocking like birds in the winter
Energy got 'em on surge like electricians
While p*ssy n*ggas gettin' all purged like it's a cleansing
Write a verse then it gets served like a sentence
Bring the hearse, coffin, or ern for reminiscin'
'Cause I kill everything I touch like Thanos
When you hear me snap world's begin ending, n*gga

Yeah
They 'gon flock
They 'gon flock
They 'gon flock (flock, flock)
They 'gon flock
They 'gon flock
They 'gon flock (flock, flock)
They 'gon flock
They 'gon flock
They 'gon flock
They 'gon flap they wings
And they 'gon flock

Ain't nobody f*cking with us
'Cause I keep it on lock like handcuffs
I'm the man bro, no plan though
I still got them keys like pianos
Go h.a.m. like pigs on a damn roast
But I don't f*ck with pigs I'm the damn g.o.a.t
Champion like a f*cking window
And I'm cold like when the f*cking wind blow
B*tch I've been fire I command smoke
And I've made waves with my damn stroke
And I've been hard like a damn stone
Since I saw the snake eyes that the dice roll
I see green even when my eyes closed
But ain't never been tainted like a white rose
Never sideline sittin' I made goals
Ain't never been sleep f*ck a cradle
On the move best believe I don't move slow
I am not from this planet, call the moon home
Walking nowhere, I zoom on
Def to the bullshit keep the mute on
Been fit for this tailored suit on
Never miss a target I shoot on
Like a f*cking machine I compute these moves
Do better than the next, you lose homie