Bangbang.

I'm trying to shine not talking gold on my wrist, nor cuban link
But fuck it niggas trying get iced out
If he a rookie he get wiped out
All this shit we cooking niggas want a slice now
How that sound when niggas can tell we making moves
Put you on your last check
No where to move, educate him put him back to school
Crossed a nigga not no crossing guard, tossing niggas like cigars, smash him up just like guitars
Laid him out now he collecting dust
Vision I trust these niggas won't bust unless he talking 9 months,
Dismiss him listen the hissing is their religion, lacking in the kitchen
The way that I'm kicking a nigga can feel the ambition
I'm on a mission and I'll never abort
You on a mission but we make ya escort
You getting smoked newports
Ughh
You getting smoked Newport's

Hand me the mic you can see what I do
A lot of judging cause I'm brown but watch how I prove
Hand me the mic you can see what I do
The ones who hold you down be the first to switch on you
Hand me the mic you can see what I do all this hard work and struggle so how can i lose
Hand me the mic you can see what I do
Check, you can see what I do

I'm in a constant battle
I killed my demons cause I had to
My verses make you nervous like a newbie in the league of shadows
I cut class cause they never seem to cut my hours
My nighas prouder by the hour cause they smoking sours
And that's word, some niggas stab you when turn
Cutting off connections I sit back and watch them bridges burn
And smoke a boge, I remember when I was cold
Digging deep for the truth you find my roots when you search for gold
Go stone cold, watching lies unfold
You can see me and VV sitting back watching our foes fold
I'm asking god, to take me to my final mission
But there's a woman and child that tried to blur my vision
We had some plans for the future, and planned on having children
I wasn't fit for the task but I just didn't listen
I was conflicted trynna switch up my reality
But my mentality was far too different from my salary
But
These bitches stop acting conceited when their cunt is seeded
I guess that's what it took for me to leave your life deleted

Hand me the mic you can see what I do
A lot of judging cause I'm brown but watch how I prove, *yeah*
Hand me the mic you can see what I do
The ones who hold you down be the first to switch on you, *ugh*
Hand me the mic you can see what I do all this hard work and struggle so how can i lose?
Hand me the mic you can see what I do
Check, You can see what I do



Credits
Writer(s): Joan Soriano
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