BLOOD
Got a idea
Put it to the paper
Notes apps
And pro raps
Talk a check later uh
The mountaintop dont look to scary to me
Could give a fuck but I dont
Im not caring you see uh
Fuck a cop
Fuck a fed
Cuz they subhuman
Tank top
Papa doc
Ca stay humid
Remember I flew to
Chicago during christmas time
Step outside
And starting coughing
Got wind in my eyes
I like to keep shit cold like chicago winters
Im not a snack
Im an appetizer, breakfast
Lunch, and dinner woah
To ill
Think im out too kill
3 Dollars
I turn it to 3 mils
I feel like kanye
When he got the wires off
Got a destiny
The rest of yall
Should go and get a job
Woah
Stay commited I stay commited its all good
Quality insured
High values
We all hood
I aint out for blood
Im not out for the kill
Im out for the change
Imma still keep it real
Im scraping up change
I keep that in the bucket
Its blood its lust
Its giving up saying fuck it
You dont wanna be part of my journey
Sound like a you problem
Imma hit stardom
Same time you hit rock bottom
Still mad still tripping
Since 10 still spittin
Ill pen, filled in
Coke dens and crack pipes
Fake lies, atrocities
I expect it
The white kid from phoenix
Really taking shit to a new direction
Got my own style
Only 15 years old
2007
Im as old as the iphone
Ice cold, ice box
Stay bold, sly fox
Yeah
Get em high get em high
I push the limit
Know I push the envelope
Fuck some money in it
I fuck your bitch
And up my zeroes woah woah
Slow dancing with the devil
She fine though
Candlelit dinner
I might make a shrine though
I know that the whole worlds mine though
The whole worlds mine
Yeah the whole worlds mine though
Take me and measure me gotta know my levels
Been changing the chemistry sick of heavy metals
The skin dont say nothing
Fluid make me a rebel outside I hit at the devil
Im bumping fast cannot do this forever
Right now is my time gotta move never settle
Im thicker then water more complex then a pedal
Cannot live without me I make you better
I aint out for blood
Im not out for the kill
Im out for the change
Imma still keep it real
Im scraping up change
I keep that in the bucket
Its blood its lust
Its giving up saying fuck it
Put it to the paper
Notes apps
And pro raps
Talk a check later uh
The mountaintop dont look to scary to me
Could give a fuck but I dont
Im not caring you see uh
Fuck a cop
Fuck a fed
Cuz they subhuman
Tank top
Papa doc
Ca stay humid
Remember I flew to
Chicago during christmas time
Step outside
And starting coughing
Got wind in my eyes
I like to keep shit cold like chicago winters
Im not a snack
Im an appetizer, breakfast
Lunch, and dinner woah
To ill
Think im out too kill
3 Dollars
I turn it to 3 mils
I feel like kanye
When he got the wires off
Got a destiny
The rest of yall
Should go and get a job
Woah
Stay commited I stay commited its all good
Quality insured
High values
We all hood
I aint out for blood
Im not out for the kill
Im out for the change
Imma still keep it real
Im scraping up change
I keep that in the bucket
Its blood its lust
Its giving up saying fuck it
You dont wanna be part of my journey
Sound like a you problem
Imma hit stardom
Same time you hit rock bottom
Still mad still tripping
Since 10 still spittin
Ill pen, filled in
Coke dens and crack pipes
Fake lies, atrocities
I expect it
The white kid from phoenix
Really taking shit to a new direction
Got my own style
Only 15 years old
2007
Im as old as the iphone
Ice cold, ice box
Stay bold, sly fox
Yeah
Get em high get em high
I push the limit
Know I push the envelope
Fuck some money in it
I fuck your bitch
And up my zeroes woah woah
Slow dancing with the devil
She fine though
Candlelit dinner
I might make a shrine though
I know that the whole worlds mine though
The whole worlds mine
Yeah the whole worlds mine though
Take me and measure me gotta know my levels
Been changing the chemistry sick of heavy metals
The skin dont say nothing
Fluid make me a rebel outside I hit at the devil
Im bumping fast cannot do this forever
Right now is my time gotta move never settle
Im thicker then water more complex then a pedal
Cannot live without me I make you better
I aint out for blood
Im not out for the kill
Im out for the change
Imma still keep it real
Im scraping up change
I keep that in the bucket
Its blood its lust
Its giving up saying fuck it
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Writer(s): Michael Landers
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