Code Black
Lord have mercy
Security
Security
We got a code black
Yeah
Lately I been
Sitting in court more than I'm sitting in church
Seeing my mother cry
I swear that shit hurts
Still having nightmares of seeing myself in the back of a hearse
Pray for the best
But prepare for the worst
Second lap coming soon
I got like four different projects in the works
Realised my capabilities back when I dropped the first
Chicks dig me cause their niggas drag my name through the dirt
I pray all you pussy niggas get merked
But I... keep a crucifix up on my pendant
Uh, it's genius the way I pen it
Cook and record crack
Now I guess its time to sell it
Pablo Picasso flow whilst I'm holding my pellet
I mean palette, madness
They biting my style but I ain't stressing
I'm in stitches like I just removed my appendix
Concrete jungle where I learned all my lessons
Where I'm from there's no such thing as happy endings
So lemme paint the picture for you
Lemme sketch it out
Had to mix water with soap just to stretch it out
So don't ever ask me what all of this flexings bout
Cause where I'm from they would take me out
So I don't make it out
And I got feds on my case tryna stress me out
But cuffing seasons the only time I get arrested now
The illest out
The sickest out
And that's without a doubt
With these punchlines just call me Forrest Pacquiao
Got a real thick barbie... with cellulite
Where I'm from, know some youngins that might sell you white
When I'm rolling I might have a couple tickets on me
And nah they ain't for the Mayweather, McGregor fight
Yeah
But they don't get me though
Really had that white girl with us
Ain't talking Demi Rose
This is my... straight felon flow
But shhh... I ain't telling though
Been feeling super man its like I'm fuckin' Lois Lane
Fuckin' on a chick and I don't even know her name
Lifestyle crazy
Ain't even made it
It's so insane
Know niggas in love with the presser
Pushin' that nova cane
Uh, but I'm just out here tryna murder beats
Keep God first
Ain't nobody gonn' murder me
Been dropping the hardest shit but it goes unnoticed
But imma make sure that all these niggas heard of me
I'm the one
Ain't no doubt that I'm the one
Only look back behind me just to see how far I've come
Locked in the vault I got like four hundred songs
So this here's just a prelude of what I've got to come
Cause I been chasing this so long that now my feet hurt
My communication skills they need work
Said she could done dirty when I cut her off cause I don't need her
Silly bitch, shoulda done her research
You can't do me dirty
Simply cause that's probably what I'm sippin'
Lil' Forrest they don't wanna see me winnin'
Got her with her legs behind her head
Man I don't understand these women
Talk about compromising positions
Flow like water
Take up the shape of whatever you put me in
Deliver the news to you
Just like a bulletin
Take your song and I'll rip it to shreds until I'm sick of it
Your shit is what imma put bullets in, mmm!
Force to be reckoned with
Second I'll never settle with
Fuck earning my stripes
Nigga my shit is leopard print
Steelo outta this world
I'm not the one you can level with
But now there's trouble in paradise
Man they should never let me in
Security
Security
We got a code black
Yeah
Lately I been
Sitting in court more than I'm sitting in church
Seeing my mother cry
I swear that shit hurts
Still having nightmares of seeing myself in the back of a hearse
Pray for the best
But prepare for the worst
Second lap coming soon
I got like four different projects in the works
Realised my capabilities back when I dropped the first
Chicks dig me cause their niggas drag my name through the dirt
I pray all you pussy niggas get merked
But I... keep a crucifix up on my pendant
Uh, it's genius the way I pen it
Cook and record crack
Now I guess its time to sell it
Pablo Picasso flow whilst I'm holding my pellet
I mean palette, madness
They biting my style but I ain't stressing
I'm in stitches like I just removed my appendix
Concrete jungle where I learned all my lessons
Where I'm from there's no such thing as happy endings
So lemme paint the picture for you
Lemme sketch it out
Had to mix water with soap just to stretch it out
So don't ever ask me what all of this flexings bout
Cause where I'm from they would take me out
So I don't make it out
And I got feds on my case tryna stress me out
But cuffing seasons the only time I get arrested now
The illest out
The sickest out
And that's without a doubt
With these punchlines just call me Forrest Pacquiao
Got a real thick barbie... with cellulite
Where I'm from, know some youngins that might sell you white
When I'm rolling I might have a couple tickets on me
And nah they ain't for the Mayweather, McGregor fight
Yeah
But they don't get me though
Really had that white girl with us
Ain't talking Demi Rose
This is my... straight felon flow
But shhh... I ain't telling though
Been feeling super man its like I'm fuckin' Lois Lane
Fuckin' on a chick and I don't even know her name
Lifestyle crazy
Ain't even made it
It's so insane
Know niggas in love with the presser
Pushin' that nova cane
Uh, but I'm just out here tryna murder beats
Keep God first
Ain't nobody gonn' murder me
Been dropping the hardest shit but it goes unnoticed
But imma make sure that all these niggas heard of me
I'm the one
Ain't no doubt that I'm the one
Only look back behind me just to see how far I've come
Locked in the vault I got like four hundred songs
So this here's just a prelude of what I've got to come
Cause I been chasing this so long that now my feet hurt
My communication skills they need work
Said she could done dirty when I cut her off cause I don't need her
Silly bitch, shoulda done her research
You can't do me dirty
Simply cause that's probably what I'm sippin'
Lil' Forrest they don't wanna see me winnin'
Got her with her legs behind her head
Man I don't understand these women
Talk about compromising positions
Flow like water
Take up the shape of whatever you put me in
Deliver the news to you
Just like a bulletin
Take your song and I'll rip it to shreds until I'm sick of it
Your shit is what imma put bullets in, mmm!
Force to be reckoned with
Second I'll never settle with
Fuck earning my stripes
Nigga my shit is leopard print
Steelo outta this world
I'm not the one you can level with
But now there's trouble in paradise
Man they should never let me in
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Writer(s): Sam Tez
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