Intro

Pick your poison
What you want ain't free
I've been floatin'
Trynna find my peace
Rolling up my tree
Medicated till they come for me
Blessing with my team
know we eat and living comfortably
Perkulated memories
Days when we had enemies
Put an end to that so take caution if your pressin' me
Tully on the keys I had to press em'
Powers push ya patience
time to smoke
It gets hard without my medication
Sometimes you'll catch me stressin'
Buts that's just blessings in disguise
I know I'll rise
See that's never been a fuckin' question

Draw my blade cut the throat out of you fuckin' pussies
Tully's nothing nice got scopes for all you fuckin' pussies
Produce the track wrote the raps for all you fuckin' rookies
Engineered the bitch too so yeah I want my fuckin' cookies
Musics more to me than just a play count
Straight for the neck I'm out for blood like the names Count
This is my own route
It's the start it's been announced
Apply the pressure till it's finished
On all accounts



Credits
Writer(s): Andrew Bailey
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