NO Disrespect
Back writing
The path enlighten
My mood brighten
Bitches scheming
Filled with evil intent
Lost my ego
In dessert a wonderland
Where all did was reflect
Gotta spread the love
Not reaching for techs
My reach is the depths
Deepness within me
Times I write feeling possessed
Gotta vent for the stress
Life a bitch but the that bitch
Just be fucking the best
Smoking heavy feeling like
A weight on my chest
Breaking down walls
Way Deeper then flesh
Still believe that blessed
Too Many still tied down to a desk
Or hide behind special effects
I rather be real authentic
Move mountains not boulders
With this
It'll happen if soul is in it
Gotta habit
Of folding quickly
Yea habit that's surely
Ending
See the snakes they be filled with envy
Hard to breath
In world so empty
Where police make you so
Defenseless
RIP To relive the tension
Enemies wit degrees and pensions
Enemies with no substance
Give you Hope In a abundance
They selling you dreams
Sell what you need
I call a bitch bitch
A strike a strike
Ain't no in between
You no friend of me
I can feel the fuck boy energy
Lost my identity
Foe
Fuck boy go out like Kennedy
Hoe
Flows I got plenty they
Dope
Need me some henny
To go
Lyrics
They worth more than gold
Breaking the mold
You'll
See At the shows
The Boy to cold
Like 20 below
Or mr freeze
Ain't no mystery
Smart mf telling history
Wit a big backwood
And forty
Popping shit
A Shorty trying to
Turn up the
Party
Bacardi in me
Might start a riot
Or revolution
Still a big fuck you
To the institution
Trade my books
For some freedom
Need my stripes like Adidas
Yea talk yo shit
Yea talk yo shit
Wonder why we so lost
Wonder why the soul cost
Fell in love with my chain
Fell in love wit my pain
Mary Mary to maintain
Hundred pills hundred thrills
Hard to live in this mainframe
Dream chasing this fame thang
Got me shooting from the hip
To the money
Then I dip
Elevator to the top
Elevated never drop
Never folding for the ops
Middle finger to a cop
Time no more then just clock
Never posted on the block
Riding dirty off the hen
Fighting demons in my head
Not living a lie
Im no al Pacino
For Power respect
Still gotta fiend tho
No disrespect
My way
No disrespect
My way
No disrespect
My way
Yea
Talk yo shit
Yea talk yo shit
The path enlighten
My mood brighten
Bitches scheming
Filled with evil intent
Lost my ego
In dessert a wonderland
Where all did was reflect
Gotta spread the love
Not reaching for techs
My reach is the depths
Deepness within me
Times I write feeling possessed
Gotta vent for the stress
Life a bitch but the that bitch
Just be fucking the best
Smoking heavy feeling like
A weight on my chest
Breaking down walls
Way Deeper then flesh
Still believe that blessed
Too Many still tied down to a desk
Or hide behind special effects
I rather be real authentic
Move mountains not boulders
With this
It'll happen if soul is in it
Gotta habit
Of folding quickly
Yea habit that's surely
Ending
See the snakes they be filled with envy
Hard to breath
In world so empty
Where police make you so
Defenseless
RIP To relive the tension
Enemies wit degrees and pensions
Enemies with no substance
Give you Hope In a abundance
They selling you dreams
Sell what you need
I call a bitch bitch
A strike a strike
Ain't no in between
You no friend of me
I can feel the fuck boy energy
Lost my identity
Foe
Fuck boy go out like Kennedy
Hoe
Flows I got plenty they
Dope
Need me some henny
To go
Lyrics
They worth more than gold
Breaking the mold
You'll
See At the shows
The Boy to cold
Like 20 below
Or mr freeze
Ain't no mystery
Smart mf telling history
Wit a big backwood
And forty
Popping shit
A Shorty trying to
Turn up the
Party
Bacardi in me
Might start a riot
Or revolution
Still a big fuck you
To the institution
Trade my books
For some freedom
Need my stripes like Adidas
Yea talk yo shit
Yea talk yo shit
Wonder why we so lost
Wonder why the soul cost
Fell in love with my chain
Fell in love wit my pain
Mary Mary to maintain
Hundred pills hundred thrills
Hard to live in this mainframe
Dream chasing this fame thang
Got me shooting from the hip
To the money
Then I dip
Elevator to the top
Elevated never drop
Never folding for the ops
Middle finger to a cop
Time no more then just clock
Never posted on the block
Riding dirty off the hen
Fighting demons in my head
Not living a lie
Im no al Pacino
For Power respect
Still gotta fiend tho
No disrespect
My way
No disrespect
My way
No disrespect
My way
Yea
Talk yo shit
Yea talk yo shit
Credits
Writer(s): Lazaro Carta
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