SHIVERS

All I wanna do is freestyle wit my niggas
Those who move funny we cut em like scissors
Acting like bitches all up in they feelings and being so bitter
Could you be real, probably never
The bonds gotta sever
We do doin way better
Cut off the trash I'm sorry to litter
My niggas get litta
We working together our pockets get Bigger
Ksm coming ah-hard heavy hitter
I sense our potential it's giving me shivers
Niggas resentful that's why they not with us
Though we were chosen they don't wanna pick us
They not with the plot they faker than fillers
I'm loaded with paper I feel like them printers
She say I'm like mike the way that I thriller
I told her hold tight cause I'm bout to kill ha
We off of this liquor

Yo
This drank is bursting my liver (Blah)
But, her messages I gotta reject
Who opened the coffin? the chamber of secrets
She love to go fishing, around all my seamen
Will I take her home? I guess it'll depend
I'm locking her jaw, that hoe really feening
I tuck and I roll, my shirt is just reeking
She break like a hose, she steadily leaking
My eyes are wide open, I guess we will see then
Its always the blinders, that reach and then peeking
No
This isn't a show, they making a scene now
She get on her knees, and she revere now
Addicted to grinding my timing I'm minding
Soon they'll be finding some traces of mining
For all of this gold that I keep on writing
It's getting annoying we leaving the scene now
She know she my queen I'm smoking my weed now
Exhaling the vapors for all these haters
Stunning like tasers Forgive and forget
Cuz the Snakes in the garden are faker and faker
I'm chasing no friendship I'm reaching for paper
I'm Sorry to litter
My pockets are bigger
But all that i do is freestyle with my niggas
So Those who move funny we cut them like scissors

All I wanna do, is freestyle wit my niggas
Those who move funny we cut em like scissors
Acting like bitches all up in they feelings and being so bitter
Could you be real, probably never
The bonds gotta sever
We do doin way better
We working together our pockets get Bigger
Cut off the trash I'm sorry to litter

Back in day, I wasn't okay, Smoke me a jay
The demon suppressed
I found me a way, with no GPS
I'm tryna get paid don't settle for less
Whatever I say, you know she obey
Nothings gon change if we don't coalesce
If your unsure don't give me a guess
A nigga like me don't live with regrets
I'm way to unfazed
I got me some bands and it came with the rays
These niggas born fake that's not how they Raised
For all of this pain in search for cure
They see my achievements and feel Insecure
Look back at my past that shit was blur
Fuck what you heard
I don't fuck wit nothing that isn't improving me
She hang from my neck something like jewelry
All of that foolery keep it way back
Just know that I'm serious when i say that
After these Ms then I'll lay back and chill
You say you won't fold but you actually will
Should be ashamed my nigga
How you so lame my nigga
Selling ya soul for some fame
That shit is so lame
How they pretend
Life give me pressure cause I am the gem

Smoking that chronic is giving me shivers
My Coughing so strong the bong is the ripper
I'm solid like metal
Lets amp up the gear
Not sentimental
I'm smelling their fear
Releasing some fire
The next one is near
But they got me fed up
I'm ripping thru pavement
You hearing the sear
Ouuu
Money galore no time for relaxing
Tests given to me by my god I've been passing
I'm faster than lighting they feeling the static
I feel like sopranos a tv screen classic
They way that I move sporadic
The way that I pound it her breathing erratic
Surpassing the illest they call me illmatic
They shocking they OG's I'm looking at pateks
Benjamin bills I'm bathing in Hundreds
Climbing and climbing for views to the summits
Bringing the heat when I'm feeling taunted
Can somebody pass me a water or something
Ouuu
A water or something



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Writer(s): Kevin Alvarado
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