It Get Lethal

Walk 'em down
I ain't one for melodies
Fuck is you telling me

I ain't one for melodies
Ain't got no felonies
Still I got killers who bump
Fuck is you telling me
Lies they tried selling me
But I ain't fucking buy it
Resurrected Mohican pulse of rap
I gave the Heimlich
No I don't encourage violence
Been a fucking giant
Loved in the city by OGs
And on the quiet
When my shit was on a diet
You still thought I ate
10 Grand or 100gs
Kept my shit the same
Money started slowing up
'Spenses going up
Where other niggas folded I got correct
And tightened up
13 For a fucking flop
And I ain't give up yet
Still working hard on my reup
And they ain't notice it
The work I put in effortless
Law 30ish
Nigga thought he touched my style
Tuh, the nerve of this
Sharon fault for birthing this
They don't deserve of this
16 On the magna carta
Y'all not worthy shit
My flowwww is a gift
Philanthropist
How Hov say it
Los An' like an Evangelist
You ain't on this panel bitch
I key-note it
Lyrics outweighing you little niggas
I homo'tos it
Why these niggas playing with me
They ain't on my level
I'm like God son fading niggas
Go get the bevel
Niggas they is not my equal
Watch out for evils
When I put these lyrics to beat
It get fucking lethal

It get fucking lethal
It get fucking lethal
When I put these lyrics to beat
It get fucking lethal
It get fucking lethal

Highly gifted yes I draw
Picasso picture vivid
Niggas shaking nigga timid
No tent see who in it
Black Porsche nigga drifting
Needa up it to the Bentley
Talk is magic word to Penny
Ion do the rapper gimmick
If it's hot we switch the pivot
Travel to another state
If he act like he ain't gone eat
Fuck it imma grab his plate
My level really mountainous
My nigga you can't challenge this
Fuck is you stupid
Nigga gotta be clueless
I can handle a judas
So tell me why would try me
Lyrically catch a body
Premeditated the homie



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Writer(s): Shelby Parris
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