Return of the Punisher (Intro)

Yeah, how many fucks should I give
How many more fake people should I forgive and call it truce
How many ties left to cut loose
This ain't an excuse, I can see you clinging to my demize
I surprise motherfuckers leave them thinking I'm wise
I just hustle with my guys, study game and revise, uh
Focus on the vision, objection is to penetrate
Nothing can stop me when I reach my state of mind or mind of state
Anything to show you niggas is late
I own my own shit so nobody fuck with my plate

A B C count, 1 2 3 and I'ma die E Z Y E N T
A B C count, 1 2 3 and I'ma die E Z Y E N T

When I couldn't send an E F T
Pops' would send the cash to pay for the DST V
Just for me to watch B E T
To see my idol, told my sister "yo that's gon' be me"
And now we here dog
Killing these songs, rocking these shows
If I had one choice I would never sell out my soul
I'd rather bring peace using music on billboards
And send a message to the World and make sure that they understand

We been chasing that gold
Stack dough, sit back and watch it all grow
This that, won't you count it up more
Step up to the plate, make sure that you don't fold

We been chasing that gold
Stack dough, sit back and watch it all grow
This that, won't you count it up more
Step up to the plate, make sure that you don't fold



Credits
Writer(s): Mxolisi Dlamini
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