Rounds

Round one round one
Round one round one

I got me
Who the fuck got you
Cause I'm one of the realest
I'll be one of the illest
I cut loose ties
And stomp on top of broken feelings
Snakes in the grass
Gotta love them reptilians

First you help the killing
Savior turned to villain
Yea I know your ass is heated
Cause you over there now grilling
Cause your girl's feeling on me
Does that shit cut deep?
Do you really wanna take the south side and fight me?

Round one round one
Round two here's to you
For the shit you put me through
So glad that we're through
The big mistake was letting you become
A headache and a heartache

Round three it's me
You could not foresee
My capability from under the debris
Now we can agree I'm in my own reality
And there's no sleeping on me

Round one for you mother fucking douchebags
Round two for you fakes you're such a drag
Round three for hating on me
Round four for the whore who left my heart
On the floor
Round five I found my drive to be alive
So I thrive
Round six put your fingers in the air
If you're sick of this shit
Go off in this bitch
Go wild in this bitch
Wild in this bitch
Go the fuck off
Go off in this bitch
Go wild in this bitch
Wild in this bitch
Go the fuck off
Go off in this bitch

How about round four
For the sad little whore (You bitch)
That will let anyone score
In her back door (Fuck you)
Bitch ain't got no walls
She'll be your downfall
If you want your life fucked up
Give this bitch a call

How does one thrive
Is it with round five
Now is the time to feel alive
Not just to survive
I know my reason for existence
And my soul is revived
I'm one of a kind
And I know it's time
To step into what's mine
And it's time
To entwine with the divine
And lose track of time
Cause understand I'm gonna get mine

This is it
Round six in this bitch
Tired of feeling like
A step-child in this fucking bitch
Ass holes showing off their ass all for the hell of it
Ima go nuts til I'm fucking relevant

Round one for you motherfucking douchebags
Round two for you fakes
You're such a drag
Round three for hating on me
Round four for the whore who left my heart
On the floor
Round five I found my drive to be alive
So I thrive
Round six put your fingers in the air if you're sick of this shit
Go off in this bitch
Go wild in this bitch
Wild in this bitch
Go the fuck off
Go off in this bitch
Go wild in this bitch
Wild in this bitch
Go the fuck off
Go off in this bitch

I'm talking bout rounds
The ones that don't make sounds
Burn what going down
To prevent a meltdown

Fuck that six loaded in a chamber
Fire send you to the nigga in the manger



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Writer(s): Christopher James Gross, Zachary Yesel
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