Insanity

Taking my place in the game i found me a vacancy
Yall looking lost, walk around aimlessly, victims of vagrancy The way i build homes off of bricks look like I'm knee deep in masonry Look up to God I pray they don't build a case on me no
Fuck what they talking bout Ha I don't hear none of it ain't gotta block it out Nah Yeah I just been busy Puttin these blocks on the blocc let em chop em down We copping the profits now, nothing to stop us now
Like covid we come to your town n we lock it down

Don't bring the cops around, you claiming your plot in the ground
Yeah, I've been grave digging, bird flipping, I'm paid different i serve chicken Like roscoe's, Dirt i done only God knows, Dirty guns moving cargo,
30 birds in a carload, shoot em up if that car slows

I'm never losing a load, I unload n reload, I done told you before, everywhere that i go
Always carry that pole, always ready for smoke Trigga love to be stroked, Pistols love to be blown, Bitches love to get poked, Nox just Love to get stoned
Higher and higher I climb in the sky Ima never retire I got this shotty right here by my side Omar from the wire Won't freeze under fire, Don't Preach to the choir Gold teeth get the pliers, Yank out the incisors Give em shots no Pfizer That's some shit i require

I don't play around but I'll play a round I ain't playing round I don't lay around, but ill fuck around and ill lay it down I weigh it out count it up n then i choose a route
If I take a trip n I make it back then I'm cashing out

This shits insanity this shits insanity, who would of thought all of this would become my Reality Try to cross me and you face a Fatality, fuck the legalities Lead in your mouth like I'm working on cavities, that shits a tragedy
That is so sad to see this how it had to be, I lack humanity I do not have the capacity

I been touching that filthy money i gotta wash my hands I got that, "Here go kill em" money, i need more rubber bands n some duffle bags Undiscovered lands and a shuttle van, A shovel man couple helping hands And a gps for the coordinates, so when i find my spot, I'm recording it

I'm hoarding all of my rewards, Don't claim shit I don't need Forbes I got a hit list for the recourse, Unlimited for the resource Cold streets keep a heat source/ I got the 4-5th fuck a 3/4ths Dump the whole mag feel no remorse/ See that toe tag it could be yours

I don't play around but I'll play a round I ain't playing round I don't lay around but ill fuck around and ill lay it down I weigh it out count it up n then I choose a route If i take a trip n i make it back then I'm cashing out



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Writer(s): Christopher Zachow
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