Blast Back

I blast that shyt back
If you blasting
I dont play with guns
Aint no stage
So no acting
I'm all about work
Aint no work
So its action
I'm tryna ball
Like that boxing brand
Everlasting
Or knockout a nigga
Thats talking
What's brackin
I kan turn a dream
To a nightmare
Thats tragik
Them niggas fake
So I fold em
Like paper
They dont step to me
Kuz aint nothing
Gone save em
Demon horns sharper than the teeth
Of a saber
Like I sold my soul
And I didnt go major
Kuz stupid people
Will do anything
For the paper
I hustle for the loot
I aint neva been a taker
Bitch if I die
Ima rise
Undertaker
Bi-bitxh
If I die
I'ma rise
Undertaker
I ain't aim when I shot
So the bullet just grazed him
But he still fell out
Like he was going the savior
Had a heart attack
Yea he gone need a doctor
Member he was like
Redd you a bitch
Ima pop ya
Now when he see me
He be acting all proper
But still be talking to his people
Like I'm an imposter
I dont have to kill him
Kuz my girl karma got him
I dont need it
But I'm petty
So yea I want every dollar
My dusty still phresh
So yea I pop my kollar
Niggas switch up
Like they got their own toggle
I love both my parents
Yea my mother and my father
Grew around gang shyt
Gang shyt a whole lotta
Talkin like the flow yours
Well you watched me adopt it
Funny kuz I kame from the hood
And I'm your doxtor
Not stopping til my daily budget
4 Meals of lobster

I blast that shyt back if you blastin
If you blasting
If you blasting
I blast
I blast

Alreddy sinning
When I wake up
Kuz its murder on my mind
Gotta kill out diseases
By eliminating the swine
And any nigga
In my way
While I be up on my klimb
Only one that's gone get me
If I aint reddy,
Father time
Bad trips last forever
12 Hours at a time
Don't believe your eyes
A nickel and a penny
Not a dime
Dont believe your thinking
If they done put it up on your mind
I kan pop out
But really I'm too old for the slide
Plus I fuck with karma
She kinda like God
Always on time
I move at God's speed
Not mine
You say you godly
Stop lying
Oh, you poppin pills
You really a white head
Without lines
But that aint why your thinkings konfined
And they kall me krazy
Bitxh I'm fine
But still on borderline
Why,
Kuz it really aint
No help up in the pine
But me
I'm blessed
Kuz I was born with a spirit
Damned and divine
Damned enough to see the pain
But blessed to heal with my eyes
When I'm writing and drawing
I have no thoughts
Empty inside
Got a young negus thinking
Who is the host of his mind
I know that I aint started yet
They thinking I fell from my prime
But even if I died
I would still rise
Like Frankenstein



Credits
Writer(s): Tudarrio Willis
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