blkk nites

Excuses I keep making shit
They bringing home the bacon shit
Squealing on myself how much L's I keep on taking shit
Blazing up a tight j
Like we breaking in the green we do that shit the right way
Automotive
Went to ghosting couple souls who want my focus
They approach us with the senses last year they barely know us
This year they all up on us
I can't go nowhere unnoticed
Now they freekwenseas is blkk steering clear of all the vultures
Left the culture in the right hands
I'm all state with the voice you noisy on the mic fam
My lines is why I levitate and put you to ya knees
You a bitch with every breathe you take the sound of the police
Let's defund ya run
I'm running marathons on tracks and then maybe two decathlon's
I'm the captain son
Foot up on the barrel blast the double barrel shotgun just like it's Elmer Fudd



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Writer(s): Jamahl Thomas
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