It Was

Dabbled in shit that I can't unravel
The snakes travel quick with the wave
So how to handle?
Claimed he a straight shooter
Computers
Shipped from Silicon Valley to the new Europe
Where Medusa
Looking at you roosters
Freezing the frame? creepy or insane?
I be knee deep in pain
Fuck that!
I shot once before
They ain't living to tell the lore
The story of the Great 8
2-7, flip the dish
6 dots where I exist, bitch!
You grip not, so have you visit a ditch quick
I am pissed off that these cowards snitched off
About the real
Music is one thing, ain't in it to make a mill
Mind singing, pies swinging
Coast to coast
Had the aunties run the coke
Back then! Bitches were broke
Back then is when that friend sold dope
Motherfucker!
Told chicks to tell him which
They think flips
Have the sticks crucify the bitch real quick
Real shit!
Ask the high schoolers, how I do it?
My music got y'all zoomin
From pop to trap and rap indeed!
Dealed with that!
Steal the cash, build online banking so no one steals it back
Dirty to clean is how the mean legitimize the greens
To soar higher than beings flown by aviation
Got the whole nation
Crumbling at its foundation
Rebellious
Strong computations
Makes the place feel the wrath
Not a wraith
Y'all fakes can't even snuggle with a basic chick
Telling everyone, how I am gay
When I know how to keep it low
Have her open her flower, like she the hoe
While me no tell what I see
While you go out and lie, boo!
Now ain't gonna run but definitely you gonna hide
Keeping your pride in the side of the tide
While the shores know how it pours when it storms, bitch!
Anonymous



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Writer(s): Harkarandeep Singh
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