Gunslinger

We all know it, we all say it, the blood's thicker
Wild west, no hesitation, pull the trigger
See em racin' cuz no one's pulling the gun quicker
Know who he is and who you're facing
The Gunslinger

We all know it, we all say it, the blood's thicker
Wild west, no hesitation, pull the trigger
See em racing cuz no one's pulling the gun quicker
Know who he is and who you're facing
The Gunslinger

Pop off and drop off the whole opposition
And if you switching bitch you'll get cold cocked
At your neck till it feels like you got your throat shot
Shriveled up like the bitch that you are yelling "no más"
In the pocket, deliver shots like Brett Favre
Go toe to toe with me, I'll show you the next star
I'll enough just come and cut a few heads off
Not a killer, I never said it, you're dead wrong
Look soft but I got a edge like a razor blade
El Chapo's what it's called cuz I carry weight
On my shoulders, until we're closer and you'll know it's over cuz it'll leave a fowl odor And bad taste
I'm tryna get a few trophies up in a glass case
Go nuts, balls out, and castrate
My opponents until they're soulless and out of focus
You'd think it was magic the way they poke us like that, aye

We all know it, we all say it, the blood's thicker
Wild west, no hesitation, pull the trigger
See em racing cuz no one's pulling the gun quicker
Know who he is and who you're facing
The Gunslinger

We all know it, we all say it, the blood's thicker
Wild west, no hesitation, pull the trigger
See em racing cuz no one's pulling the gun quicker
Know who he is and who you're facing
The Gunslinger

I'm on a fast track to pop so
Think about the cash bags a lot though
Jump on like backpack's and mob hoe
All my work is abstract, Picasso
Paint a picture that's so vivid the brush strokes
Kinda resemble that of a fire, when it's just smoke
Work my ass off until I'm battle my own self
Thinking my mind gon' melt
This ain't luck hoe
I'm frustrated, I got a headache that's so tender
I been concentrating, like Lil Wayne I'm a go getter
Concentrated like orange juice
And I'm not gonna warn you
Bitch I'll make you leave like November
Guess it's a fight to death in the wild west
I'm up next and I expect to take it by the balls and by the neck, it's right ahead
The final steps to take before a deal get's cut like my ex
I start walking, there's hearts thumping in dude's chests
Jealous men and thick sluts with huge breasts
Everyone just makes fucking excuses
Makes me wanna go play Russian Roulette
And eat the bullet you won't pull it and won't do it
I see sweat drip, It's so humid
If you don't like it then don't listen, it's so stupid
I don't write it for you then think to myself "don't use it"
I do this shit for myself and I set the bar high
Fuck anyone doubting me, you can all die
What if I make it? You couldn't take it
Probably try and celebrate it with me
But it's all lies
Tell me you rooted for me this shit's amazing
Say it's great that I made it to different places
It's all fun and games till the shit changes
And I hand you a gun and tell you to take ten paces

We all know it, we all say it, the blood's thicker
Wild west, no hesitation, pull the trigger
See em racing cuz no one's pulling the gun quicker
Know who he is and who you're facing
The Gunslinger

We all know it, we all say it, the blood's thicker
Wild west, no hesitation, pull the trigger
See em racing cuz no one's pulling the gun quicker
Know who he is and who you're facing
The Gunslinger



Credits
Writer(s): Brock Simpson
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