Warning Shots
This is warning shots at any motherfucker
That tries to step and wanna
Decide how we gonna
Collide and then I conquer
Divide I'll roll up on you
Invite myself upon the
Mic and then I'll show you
My medication is this rhyming shit
Got diagnosed and now I do it all the time but when
I get thoughts of quitting I stop myself
Who am I kidding without these beats I can't live
This is just the beginning, look
October 2021 when I started
4 months later, that whole EP's disregarded
Don't wanna hear or support it
It's chapter one that we sportin'
Took a few months to record it
But I'm still hungry for more
And whatever bullshit you throw at me
I'll deflect it won't show or see
Any signs or a motioning
That I'm cryin' won't know
But the way I jump on a beat and destroy it
Stomp with my feet I'm deploying
Never retreat going forward
Think that it's sweet but you're boring
Get out of my way bitch
Cause I'm going up you staying
While I rise you'll be two-facing
Down on earth, I'm up in space
You sour-faced while I'm elated
Chapter One know what I'm saying
She give me head I blow your brain in
But this is just
This is warning shots at any motherfucker
That tries to step and wanna
Decide how we gonna
Collide and then I conquer
Divide I'll roll up on you
Invite myself upon the
Mic and then I'll show you
Kamikaze pilot I'm flying beside you
While the entire team of Giants
Eli and I fight you with all our might
Inside collide with a fire
Cause I aspire to never expire and flat line cause I wanna be higher
I'm tough as nails, going ill
Feel like B-Real from Cypress Hill
My brains insane when I play this game
I'm not that sane I'm being for real
But still I kill beats instill these sheets
With perfect streaks and no defeat
Just a few tweaks to make it reek of a few weeks or rhymes written recited
My eyes and mind are undecided
Of why I'm sliding down a tightrope that's made of wire
My tires still got brand new tread and they will for a while
Imma go clean up your shit that's in the other aisle
This is warning shots at any motherfucker
That tries to step and wanna
Decide how we gonna
Collide and then I conquer
Divide I'll roll up on you
Invite myself upon the
Mic and then I'll show you
That tries to step and wanna
Decide how we gonna
Collide and then I conquer
Divide I'll roll up on you
Invite myself upon the
Mic and then I'll show you
My medication is this rhyming shit
Got diagnosed and now I do it all the time but when
I get thoughts of quitting I stop myself
Who am I kidding without these beats I can't live
This is just the beginning, look
October 2021 when I started
4 months later, that whole EP's disregarded
Don't wanna hear or support it
It's chapter one that we sportin'
Took a few months to record it
But I'm still hungry for more
And whatever bullshit you throw at me
I'll deflect it won't show or see
Any signs or a motioning
That I'm cryin' won't know
But the way I jump on a beat and destroy it
Stomp with my feet I'm deploying
Never retreat going forward
Think that it's sweet but you're boring
Get out of my way bitch
Cause I'm going up you staying
While I rise you'll be two-facing
Down on earth, I'm up in space
You sour-faced while I'm elated
Chapter One know what I'm saying
She give me head I blow your brain in
But this is just
This is warning shots at any motherfucker
That tries to step and wanna
Decide how we gonna
Collide and then I conquer
Divide I'll roll up on you
Invite myself upon the
Mic and then I'll show you
Kamikaze pilot I'm flying beside you
While the entire team of Giants
Eli and I fight you with all our might
Inside collide with a fire
Cause I aspire to never expire and flat line cause I wanna be higher
I'm tough as nails, going ill
Feel like B-Real from Cypress Hill
My brains insane when I play this game
I'm not that sane I'm being for real
But still I kill beats instill these sheets
With perfect streaks and no defeat
Just a few tweaks to make it reek of a few weeks or rhymes written recited
My eyes and mind are undecided
Of why I'm sliding down a tightrope that's made of wire
My tires still got brand new tread and they will for a while
Imma go clean up your shit that's in the other aisle
This is warning shots at any motherfucker
That tries to step and wanna
Decide how we gonna
Collide and then I conquer
Divide I'll roll up on you
Invite myself upon the
Mic and then I'll show you
Credits
Writer(s): Malcolm Davis
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