Lethal
I'm a misfit, an outcast
Evaded by society
So I made the streets my sanctuary and ran wild against my adversaries
Hand to hands OT trios, pickups, and deliveries
Ducked slugs, dodged conspiracies
Sentences and judgment given out to my Co D's
Nevertheless I'm built on integrity, duty, and honorable consistencies
I'm dedicated to getting this currency for my predecessor's legacy
Loved ones asking when ima pump my breaks??
Never crossed my mind, I got too much at stake
Or maybe when the world ends and I'm destined to meet my fate
But why wait for another soul to produce what my hands can make?
It's like I wake up with obstacles and perplexities, with the world on my plate
Making a way for me to eat every single day
So when the time comes for me to walk away
I'll be reborn to this earth with no regrets and less mistakes
Cory Ingram
A Couple niggas try to show you how the game go
Could never break me I got drive like a Range Rove'
Stay in yo lane bet I drank and I still drove
Swerve on a lame tunnel vision on my main tho
Bet I get better Percocet for the pain
Xan keep me calm when I'm calling my name
Bizzy back to base
Booled out now it's back to baking.
You rappers going back to basics
You fools do too much wait your turn be patient
One thing I wanna be in life it's greatness
I think I gotta J Cole every album
Ain't no fucking feature that'll match my cadence
Don't have no patience
Demons out to get me oh no momma I won't let them sanction
Hoe get down start planking
Need everythang
Wallets chains and tell yo DJs play this at your local station
I'm on now
Penny pinching but niggas trynna put on now
They said I couldn't and didn't but bitch I did it like I'm finally famous
I wanna be bigger than Sean now
I got a lot to show
Cali living I got pot to grow
Ain't have a pot to piss in still I pocket hoes
My whole process is poppin' bro
I'm your pizza pusha' man
Sauced up get the cheese and lots of dough
A damn dam couldn't stop the flow
I been shooting free throws
Bucket the fucking size of a peep hole
Need those I won't lose
Bad bitch a stallion
Make a billy off of blanco
Lobster and fettuccine from miso soup
These hoes need love I'm like me so sorry
Broke niggas trying to figure they like me so stooped
Mami ride it like a bike she like me so Harley
Two seater feeling cozy me so coupe'd
Lion Society
Evaded by society
So I made the streets my sanctuary and ran wild against my adversaries
Hand to hands OT trios, pickups, and deliveries
Ducked slugs, dodged conspiracies
Sentences and judgment given out to my Co D's
Nevertheless I'm built on integrity, duty, and honorable consistencies
I'm dedicated to getting this currency for my predecessor's legacy
Loved ones asking when ima pump my breaks??
Never crossed my mind, I got too much at stake
Or maybe when the world ends and I'm destined to meet my fate
But why wait for another soul to produce what my hands can make?
It's like I wake up with obstacles and perplexities, with the world on my plate
Making a way for me to eat every single day
So when the time comes for me to walk away
I'll be reborn to this earth with no regrets and less mistakes
Cory Ingram
A Couple niggas try to show you how the game go
Could never break me I got drive like a Range Rove'
Stay in yo lane bet I drank and I still drove
Swerve on a lame tunnel vision on my main tho
Bet I get better Percocet for the pain
Xan keep me calm when I'm calling my name
Bizzy back to base
Booled out now it's back to baking.
You rappers going back to basics
You fools do too much wait your turn be patient
One thing I wanna be in life it's greatness
I think I gotta J Cole every album
Ain't no fucking feature that'll match my cadence
Don't have no patience
Demons out to get me oh no momma I won't let them sanction
Hoe get down start planking
Need everythang
Wallets chains and tell yo DJs play this at your local station
I'm on now
Penny pinching but niggas trynna put on now
They said I couldn't and didn't but bitch I did it like I'm finally famous
I wanna be bigger than Sean now
I got a lot to show
Cali living I got pot to grow
Ain't have a pot to piss in still I pocket hoes
My whole process is poppin' bro
I'm your pizza pusha' man
Sauced up get the cheese and lots of dough
A damn dam couldn't stop the flow
I been shooting free throws
Bucket the fucking size of a peep hole
Need those I won't lose
Bad bitch a stallion
Make a billy off of blanco
Lobster and fettuccine from miso soup
These hoes need love I'm like me so sorry
Broke niggas trying to figure they like me so stooped
Mami ride it like a bike she like me so Harley
Two seater feeling cozy me so coupe'd
Lion Society
Credits
Writer(s): Brandom Ingram
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