No Relapsing

Smoking a wood chilling back I'm relaxing
If you ain't picking up them bows know that we taxing
Jack your son about five zips ain't talking Jackson
Rapping and getting these bands is my passion
She called and said this LMS who is asking?
Don't do no internet beefing we blasting
Since a jit know that I been about that action
He slid up on me once it ain't no relapsing

Staying consistent slime up to the top
Just for the haters I will never stop
Feel like a bunny get money then hop
This drum hold a hundred I'm sending you shots
Shooting real quick know I fill up the block
They can never send back what we sending to opps
I drop a bag then I swerve off the lot
Closet in my house like a store feel like I shop
I put it on, wear that Vlone
She throw it back when she smell my cologne
I'm a big dog so go and watch your tone
Watch yo mouth I'll have killers invading your home
Still got them haters that's playing my song
Make a song quick why you taking too long?
Feeling like uzi my money got long
Beat my chest like a king throwing hooks like I'm kong
Keep me that heater get cold like it's winter
Know we be low while we riding in sprinters
Im sliding in her just like it's a splinter
She got the nerve to say eat me for dinner
I made this song on the second of December
Let me talk for a second then you gone remember
Stay posted up on the block with them members
You can talk all you want but ain't stopping them members

Smoking a wood chilling back I'm relaxing
If you ain't picking up them bows know that we taxing
Jack your son about five zips ain't talking Jackson
Rapping and getting these bands is my passion
She called and said this LMS who is asking?
Don't do no internet beefing we blasting
Since a jit know that I been about that action
He slid up on me once it ain't no relapsing

Im with the gang know my pistols be hanging
Shells touching your door while them bullets be ringing
Knock at your door though Christmas carols was singing
People die at the house just for claiming they banging
Don't shoot your torch if you really not aiming
Light you like the fourth fireworks leave you brainless
Everybody talking really they don't know what gang is
Like he got up in a accident go stay up in your lane kid
Just with my lyrics throwing punches yea I'm dangerous
Everybody go through something ain't nobody painless
Throw a kick up to your face you caught it like I'm Sheamus
I just want the money don't care about being famous
Biggest beast up in the field it's gone be hard to tame this
Lyrically and mentally I'm climbing up where Wayne is
Scratch the opps off the notes never have the same list
I still find it crazy that my haters they gone bang this



Credits
Writer(s): Izayah Breckenridge
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