Killstreak

My boy, Tito, going for his money

I'm chopped enough to eat cake pops
Like a fiend who break rock
I won't cast a stone, but evade cops
This stay hot
Let my flow give you guidance
Be a passenger on a flight
The rhythm and the vibrant
You ain't gotta tell a pilot
Oh, look is that a bird
The flow is that absurd
I'm mashing words spectacular
Check my vernacular
Yes, I'm that superb if you haven't heard
(Run it back)
I don't want to be the goat or who's up next
But comin' at me dumb, you'll be upset
I just want a fist of money in a tuxedo
No repo
And chillin' with my peoples
Probably live it like the Beatles
And be a neighbor to the Migos
We the vultures, y'all the seagulls
Flow so sick, it give you measles

I am up so high, I won't come down
Like I fear the ground and the fall
I will fly by, make my rounds
Where I hear a sound and a call
I am up so high, I won't come down
Like I fear the ground and the fall
I will fly by, make my rounds
Where I hear a sound and a call

Ink stains
The pen got leak in my membrane
Too concrete, sequence of things
Has been strange and too insane
I view a lane
All these other whatevers
Well, they can run the game
Reconnect it quick
It's getting hectic with this lyrical massacre
Extended to the present with
The 7 deadly sins
To keep it deep and truly relevant
You sleeping for the hell of it
Well, have a nice dream guy
You a fish, you is streamlined
Take yo nap, guess it's dream time
Go get the clap for a sweet dime
I'll take a Pabst and some me time

I am up so high, I won't come down
Like I fear the ground and the fall
I will fly by, make my rounds
Where I hear a sound and a call
I am up so high, I won't come down
Like I fear the ground and the fall
I will fly by, make my rounds
Where I hear a sound and a call



Credits
Writer(s): Isaiah M
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