Eyes On Fire (Freestyle)

Im taking this slow (Ay Uki shell it)
Feeding my flame (Croco flexin' hard)
Shuffling the cards of your game
Steadily emerging with grace

For my bro I'll risk my life
Moretime gang gang do glides in whips
We bang off the mash don't leave no trace
Askar clueless when we exit quick
Gang do hits I'm making hits
It was stones no stick when his headback split
Like a bad one bells come thick
Chopstick comes toxic
Don't get bun with your sidekick
?? try diss, bro show him what these slugs do
Dont lack hold corn with you and your boo
?? who? go bang for your dead friend
It's me or you
I'll bore you too, Put a K to your crew
Spin that coupe if i clock that yute
Couldn't hack them bells to the head my man just flew
I'm stuck in a loop it's a one way route
My bitch a side chick cah I'm married to the game
Bro said "were riding" so i clutched my Kane
My head a Hotspur cah I've lost my sane
They keep on talkin they ain't got no shame
Fucking bore him won't forget my face
Ever since?? done lacked he ain't been the same
If I'm keeping it real I laugh when they talk on my name
(Hahahaha)
3 ZK's deep and a baby nine
Get the fuck out the firing line or you will take bine
No baby I can't give you time
I'm up all night tryna make me mine
Luger 9 make a soul take flight
It ain't airtight but I hope it sky's
His life got left, courtesy of gang It was only right
Two tap a double bruckback
Man rise and up that, we rock and roll akh
Man lock and load that, they never on that
Fucking mismatch, send out a dispatch for any chit chat
Gass out a hit back we already did that
We step, 2 sticks 2 stones
Hit domes, no phones, go home
I'll put on my life they don't got that
Them man are half hearted
Step with a stick, put one where his heart is
G check him if a opp then blast it
?? done pulled out his nank, I gotta admit
When the car pulled up he didnt back it
Why go on a drill if you couldn't commit?
Gang done step we done a base hit
Rise that mash what fuck is a permit?
?? thought he copped that drop
We was ready on volts he couldn't outwit
Chased him out of his outfit, if I was him
I would've quit
He got bored right under his armpit
He got caught where his marje's yard is
Dont post on the block, we run up analysis
Find that location, leave that prick in paralysis
Jump out stabbing it gang gang ranking it
My batch savages
No way he's hacking it
Who what why where when it's mence
Bro-bro chings good but I do it the best
Man sweepin the opps
Blast shots out the back of the van hit many men
5 0 on gang so we leave no trace they scratching heads
Home or away any yute get blazed
Two dropped in a day that's headbacks shaved
Its no other way won't stop till they're ate
Hella verbs what they say, know I ain't phased
It's not okay how he chats for the fame
Know?? ain't been bucked since kway
Do that drill fuck a petrol bath
Im'a spin up a replay broadday



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