Off White (feat. LaDon)

Off white flow on the track
No cap
Brass knuckles painted black
Cocked back
I attack
At another mother fucker tryna put me in the past
Even though a heart of gold it won't break like glass
All cap

Suicide switching taking turns like a dare
Two shots to the head double up that pair
Running automatic don't flow I click click
Hopping on the track to drop sick shit
So cold, Fuck shit
Carve it in my fucking name
Fortune I wish
Secure getting fame
Ice blue, my neck
Drip down a bit of shame
Disrespect seen clear, call that fucker window pain

In my life running and you know it's full of spite
Devil on my let, the knife shining in the light
Shadows disappear but one out to play at night
Toadstool reminds me that it's got be alright

Stuck with the slumber the food gave me the 'itis
Keep it cold with the gold touch, quick that's Midas
Thinking that you right cause you got a side of bias
Even if I'm opposite it don't mean I'm lying

Still the shit, call me it
No pennywise
Give a tip, she do a trick
With a side of fries
Do a backflip and she stick
Do it in her downtime
Do it ten times call that shit a dime

I'm feeling under, I'm could like the tundra
I'm from then dark from way over yonder
You can not see me I move and I flounder
Making my life to inspire the younger
I'll never back down the people who waited
I'll never back down the people who hated
Making these slaps you see how I created
I got my time, I just got to be patient
Knowing my worth, all the pain yeah it hurts
They tryna be me, I always finish first
People want me gone, but I won't leave this Earth
Always moving on with the time cause its worth
People who doubted just can not be getting me
Wondering 'bout the ones who still feeling me
Making a scene all this shit is just hitting me
I'm doing me you see that's my epitome

I wonder, what you gonna say when I drop down leave town move out reroute
Whoah
What you gonna do when I get with my fame my pain my chain my brain
Aye
How you gonna feel when I just move on and I'm done I can't respond no
What they gonna be when I can't release, decrease, full throttle

Off white flow on the track
No cap
Brass knuckles painted black
Cocked back
I attack
At another mother fucker tryna put me in the past
Even though a heart of gold it won't break like glass
All cap

I see they won't leave me be
I read the room tryna keep it low key
My shit six speed ain't no enemies
I keep shit moving call that bitch anti-freeze



Credits
Writer(s): Nicolas Cloutier
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