Tear Drops in the Sky

There would be teardrops in the sky
If you should ever

Get familiar with your killer, no filter, lucky strike
Rob y'all before my flight bust like a rusted pipe
Not Decepti-Connect, I'm talkin' thought ways
Arms right under the seat, call 'em store ways

Holster on the shoulder blade, anger in my pupils
Hang 'em off a bridge while they hangin' on the scruples
Ambulance is stupier, I'm down to stab a nigga
When I had the chance to shoot you

Avalanche is crucial, I don't have it like I used to
So everything's a come up, they treat me like icy stairs
People scare to run up

Yeah, Africa, so I brought rec along
With crimes like a double LP, nigga, my record's long
Fuck a reputation, deprivation, change a lot of shit
Y'all was the hardest out 'til my people shot the shit

I ain't even shocked a bit, this is every week
Shake motherfuckers, wake 'em out they heavy sleep
Wake 'em up

Yeah, Mack, what up?
Recognize, gloss, VK
Missed that season of the 7 shit
Ali still wreckin' shit
The best that ever pressed the shit
Recognize the 7 shit

Damn you weak niggas can never mess with this
Bop the game, fuck the deficit
Play the block like Tetris, bitch

Baby nine and the bubble goose
All headed so I try to stay out of trouble, dude
My shooters at the border tryna smoke a fool
Bitch, you know it's fuck you if I don't fuck with you
The gun is real portable, you end up in the article

Accurate shots will leave you swimmin' in the puddle, fool
You niggas Seafood, I picture you in see food
I'm a street dude, for real, I been gripped jewels
You see through on some Grammy tip, my shit smooth
I sit back and sip jewels while I spit jewels

I catch your body every time I rhyme
But you niggas so blind, you can't read between the lines
My scent divine, Woda, yeah

Uh, let's turn it up a notch
You want a belt? I am the one to box
Listen closely, I am the one who knocks
I'll send you flying back, back inside your mother's crotch
Then do a C-section on her, make your father watch

I'll turn your funeral into a musical
Wrap your eulogy in sixteen bars, make the father watch
I see you in the room, stickin' out the box
I'm thinkin' out the box
I'm thinkin' I'll pull you out the box

I scare a little kid out the socks
I'm a ghost story
Roast marshmallows while you watch the campfire turn blue
I'm an oxide poison, what you think you Wu-
Tangs 'cause you watch some kung-fu?

I will come to your door and come through
I'm a legend with the pimp
Best of seven, I would end it with the broom
I could enter you in two
That's the only type of split that I could do
Down to family jewels, pop 'em like I slid balloons

You don't interest me
I wouldn't bill with you for any cash you give to me
Even with an interest fee
Ha, peace, yeah

If you should ever f- me