WTW freestyle
Do they fear it or revere it?
Bitch, I'm talking 'bout my energy
Even peers can't come near this
All that competition's dead to me
Still keep a pen for the weaponry
Never threatened by an enemy
If they really wanna get it
Send 'em to my bestie
Then it's really rest in peace
Send your brethren to pick up the pieces
Look at what she did- shorty a demon
Leavin' y'all clowns to drown
Got all you fuck niggas seasick
While I'm sittin' inna passenger seat with
All you lames rolled up in my leaf and
For the pain, I'll be steadily cheifin'
No complaints 'cause that shit's for the weaklings
I don't think I'm a loose screw
But I know they said they wanna drill
Any lane I'm in, I'm prone to kill
Keep my hands clean- you know the deal
'Cause this shit be real
Too much chattin'- it made me snap real quick
Had to go through passages
Went from the swamp to the trap
Then I brought 'em right back again
Still got the torch- wonder if I'll pass this shit
What they want? (Say wassup!)
What is left here to confront?
Ain't no one gon' show me up (They're not so tough!)
I was never one to front
They was never showin' love
No this isn't what they want
But I'ma give 'em what they want
No this isn't what they want
But I'ma give 'em what they want
Bitch, I'm talking 'bout my energy
Even peers can't come near this
All that competition's dead to me
Still keep a pen for the weaponry
Never threatened by an enemy
If they really wanna get it
Send 'em to my bestie
Then it's really rest in peace
Send your brethren to pick up the pieces
Look at what she did- shorty a demon
Leavin' y'all clowns to drown
Got all you fuck niggas seasick
While I'm sittin' inna passenger seat with
All you lames rolled up in my leaf and
For the pain, I'll be steadily cheifin'
No complaints 'cause that shit's for the weaklings
I don't think I'm a loose screw
But I know they said they wanna drill
Any lane I'm in, I'm prone to kill
Keep my hands clean- you know the deal
'Cause this shit be real
Too much chattin'- it made me snap real quick
Had to go through passages
Went from the swamp to the trap
Then I brought 'em right back again
Still got the torch- wonder if I'll pass this shit
What they want? (Say wassup!)
What is left here to confront?
Ain't no one gon' show me up (They're not so tough!)
I was never one to front
They was never showin' love
No this isn't what they want
But I'ma give 'em what they want
No this isn't what they want
But I'ma give 'em what they want
Credits
Writer(s): Ricardo Germain
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