Son of Iblis
My mans hit me up like i need you to Lay low jack
Meet me at the spot Immediately bring yo strap
Threw my phone in the river, man i Need to see where bro at
Because Before i hung up i really think i had My phone tapped
He pulled up in a new whip like what Up yo so what's happening
My Shipment running late, it'll be some Days before the pack in
But this shit here made my mans do Stuff you won't imagine
Well it's been a long week, i'm tryna Puff the magic dragon
So i bake it once i lace it, well graced It, got butt naked
I hate that i can't take it i feinted my Brain caved in
Shaking on the pavement
Pain and straight anguish
Foaming at the mouth
My veins became stasis
I thought i was done and my faith Remained draining
Til i woke up to faces that say "i take You to where kwes is"
Halfway sirens sound
What do they want with me?
Next thing all i heard was "stop Running police"
I stopped my stumbling feet and said "Y'all in trouble you see
I told satan just sunday his crew don't Want it with me"
I had the gun i keep tucked by my Nuts right under my meat
Something came over me
Hit the safety button release
The one next to me caught bullets Hot as suns in his knees then one hit His cheek
So much blood and puss in the street
Went to him, pull his pants, grab the Gun by his feet
With his last breath he had asked "Are you the son of iblis"
I capped him
His partners realized ima Troublesome thing
Shift through his blood for his Escaped on cousin 6 speed
I'm racing, i realize someone's Buckled up in the seat
I said "ayo what the fuck i'm on the Run from the beast
So if you give me All your money there'll be nothing But peace"
She looked at my eyes she Had a blunt in her teeth
She said
"Hi my name is sha'ron, would you Like some bourbon?"
After moments of flirting she got up Front to get her slurp on
I been chasing bucks just like it's Hunting season
The rush is keeping Me alive n fuckin breathing
Ever since an adolescence it's been Fuck policemen
Bunch of demons, scum, blood S Sucking heathens
Ya daughters a nut cause everything i Bust she drink it
I don't pay her attention but trust, Believe
This bitch is boutta fuck for Free come fuck with me yo if you
Feeling buck this weekend
Give me one good reason
Why i shouldn't put a bullet through Yo lungs n spleen
Then leave you Hung n swinging from the highest Trees
While your devils blood just leaking
Beat ya bludgeoned, kick punch Jumping screaming
Why the fuck can't you see all we Want is peace man?
Meet me at the spot Immediately bring yo strap
Threw my phone in the river, man i Need to see where bro at
Because Before i hung up i really think i had My phone tapped
He pulled up in a new whip like what Up yo so what's happening
My Shipment running late, it'll be some Days before the pack in
But this shit here made my mans do Stuff you won't imagine
Well it's been a long week, i'm tryna Puff the magic dragon
So i bake it once i lace it, well graced It, got butt naked
I hate that i can't take it i feinted my Brain caved in
Shaking on the pavement
Pain and straight anguish
Foaming at the mouth
My veins became stasis
I thought i was done and my faith Remained draining
Til i woke up to faces that say "i take You to where kwes is"
Halfway sirens sound
What do they want with me?
Next thing all i heard was "stop Running police"
I stopped my stumbling feet and said "Y'all in trouble you see
I told satan just sunday his crew don't Want it with me"
I had the gun i keep tucked by my Nuts right under my meat
Something came over me
Hit the safety button release
The one next to me caught bullets Hot as suns in his knees then one hit His cheek
So much blood and puss in the street
Went to him, pull his pants, grab the Gun by his feet
With his last breath he had asked "Are you the son of iblis"
I capped him
His partners realized ima Troublesome thing
Shift through his blood for his Escaped on cousin 6 speed
I'm racing, i realize someone's Buckled up in the seat
I said "ayo what the fuck i'm on the Run from the beast
So if you give me All your money there'll be nothing But peace"
She looked at my eyes she Had a blunt in her teeth
She said
"Hi my name is sha'ron, would you Like some bourbon?"
After moments of flirting she got up Front to get her slurp on
I been chasing bucks just like it's Hunting season
The rush is keeping Me alive n fuckin breathing
Ever since an adolescence it's been Fuck policemen
Bunch of demons, scum, blood S Sucking heathens
Ya daughters a nut cause everything i Bust she drink it
I don't pay her attention but trust, Believe
This bitch is boutta fuck for Free come fuck with me yo if you
Feeling buck this weekend
Give me one good reason
Why i shouldn't put a bullet through Yo lungs n spleen
Then leave you Hung n swinging from the highest Trees
While your devils blood just leaking
Beat ya bludgeoned, kick punch Jumping screaming
Why the fuck can't you see all we Want is peace man?
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Writer(s): Umoja Franklin
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